However, in the eyes of the experts of the Chaos Sacred Sect, this layer of defense was already riddled with holes, existing in name only.
The intelligence Yang Lingtian had sent in advance had marked out every weak point in the defensive system of the Xuanba Sword Sect.
As well as all the back doors he had secretly arranged, everything was marked out with perfect clarity.
"Everyone, the Sect Master has already paved the way for us."
Ancestor Ganlong's gaze swept coldly over the many experts under his command.
"Tonight will be the end of the Xuanba Sword Sect. We must end this battle swiftly."
"The Xuanba Sword Sect's wealth, accumulated over a million years, will all become resources for the rise of our Chaos Sacred Sect."
Clearly, a deadly trap targeting the Xuanba Sword Sect had already been laid.
All that remained was for the order to be given, at which point it would erupt with thunderous force and completely devour this once-glorious sacred land.
On the night before the attack, the atmosphere within the Xuanba Sword Sect was oppressive to the extreme.
Yang Lingtian once again assumed Liu Ruyan's identity and carried out a final inspection of the Xuanba Sword Sect's defensive system.
"Elder Wang, the Spiritual Power flowing through these formation patterns seems somewhat sluggish. It might be better to adjust them so the flow is smoother, lest it affect the power of the formation."
He kindly reminded the elder responsible for the formation.
"Steward Li, the positions of these several warning watchtowers are somewhat exposed. They could be shifted slightly inward and coordinated with the main formation to produce even better results."
He offered meticulous guidance on the details of the patrol defenses.
In an unnoticed corner, he quietly activated his divine sense and triggered all