Although the Cloud Hidden Sect was no super sect, its inheritance had been passed down from ancient times. If it were destroyed in her hands, what face would she have beneath the nine springs to meet the ancestors of generations past?
The Silver-Eyed Maiden sighed inwardly, yet she did not dare slacken in the slightest. She focused all her energy on driving out the poison, hoping to recover a few more portions of strength before the enemy arrived.
With her cultivation having reached such a level, how could she be willing to fall in obscurity? Even if she was destined to go to the Underworld, before that, she had to leave the other side with a bitter, painful memory first.
The Cloud Hidden Sect truly could not defeat the Three Sects Alliance, but it absolutely would not let itself be butchered at will.
Whoever wanted to swallow down their sect had to be prepared to pay a bitter price.
In the distance, the sounds of killing gradually died away, and in the end, they fell completely silent.
"The disciples guarding outside have all sacrificed themselves for the sect?"
The Silver-Eyed Maiden's heart ached.
Then she abruptly opened her eyes, a sharp gleam shooting in all directions.
She had no need for weakness. The disciples outside had already fulfilled their duty. Next, it should be the turn of the sect's deacons and elders.
The others also raised their heads.
The expressions on their faces were firm to the utmost.
That was right. Immortal cultivators cherished their little lives greatly.
But when the enemy had forced them to this point, there was already no path of retreat. Then what was there left to worry about or care for?
Life and death had already been set aside; then there was no such thing