Those Destined to Obtain It

Thinking of this, Chen Ze did not hesitate. He led the Doppelgangers to quicken their pace and hurried toward the source of the sound.

When they drew near, they saw a group of people locked in a fierce battle with a pack of bizarre-looking creatures.

The creatures were twisted and grotesque in form, ugly beyond measure, and possessed incomparably powerful attacks. A single glance at them was enough to send chills down one's spine.

Their savage faces, sharp fangs, and razor claws made them seem like demons from hell.

Chen Ze looked more closely and confirmed that those fighting the monsters were indeed members of the Star Moon Sect.

Though their robes varied in color and style, every one of them bore a distinctly visible star-and-moon emblem.

They were already beginning to struggle. Many had sustained wounds of varying severity, and crimson blood had dyed their robes red.

For instance, one Star Moon Sect elder had his arm clawed by a strange creature. Blood streamed from the wound, which was deep enough to expose bone, yet he still gritted his teeth and fought with all his strength.

Another elder had suffered a wound to the abdomen. The flesh around it had split open, blood pouring out without cease, yet he still forced himself to cast spells in an attempt to drive back the enemy. His unyielding will was admirable.

This scene alone was enough to show just how brutal the battle had been.

"Master, should we go help them?" one Doppelganger asked.

Chen Ze frowned deeply as he calculated in his mind.

He had neither kinship nor friendship with the people of the Star Moon Sect, and he had even captured a group of their elders.

Although no one knew he was responsible, and there was no irreconcilable hatred between