Yu Xiu and Yuan Pu heard this, their faces immediately flushed red with both shame and embarrassment.
Zixiao Zhenren spoke at the right moment, his tone gentle.
"Yu Xiu, Yuan Pu, I understand your intentions!"
"But this truly isn't something you can take part in!"
"Lead the disciples away at once. This is an order!"
He looked at the two of them, his eyes filled with expectation.
"Only after you leave will we have no worries holding us back, allowing us to fight the Four Great Holy Lands without restraint!"
"Once this matter is settled, we'll bring you back!"
Upon hearing this, a momentary look of confusion flashed through their eyes.
Their opponents were the Four Great Holy Lands!
Four holy masters, dozens of Emperor Realm elders, and thousands upon thousands of elite disciples.
On the Zixiao Sect's side, even counting everyone, only the lord and his few disciples could truly take part in the battle.
Was there... really any chance of returning?
Just as the group fell silent...
Jiang Fan's expression suddenly changed, and a delighted light burst from his eyes.
"Master!"
"The little girl's aura has appeared!"
"I sensed it!"
Zixiao Zhenren froze for a moment before immediately spreading out his divine sense.
"Indeed!"
After roughly sensing it, he frowned.
"Three million li from here!"
"That should be within the territory of Yuanchu Holy Land!"
"However..."
"Her aura is extremely clear. It should have been deliberately released!"
Su Xin coldly uttered two words from the side.
"A trap!"
Zixiao Zhenren nodded.
"Her aura was completely concealed just now, yet it suddenly appeared and is so clear. It's obvious that they have prepared a trap, intending to lure us over and defeat us one by one!"
Seeing Jiang Fan itching to make a move, he hurriedly stopped him.