Chen Xiangdong Betrayed the Sect

Chen Xiangdong Betrayed the Sect

In the Xuanji Mountain Range, a team of cultivators patrolled the skies above the Ancient Sword Sect on their flying artifacts.

A streak of silver light appeared on the horizon, drawing closer until it was right in front of the patrolling cultivators.

Feeling the astonishing might radiating from it, the cultivators didn't dare block its path and hurriedly scattered.

The silver light moved at incredible speed, flying into the Ancient Sword Sect in just a few breaths.

Before long, the heavy toll of a bell rang out, echoing through the skies.

At the sound, one Ancient Sword Sect disciple after another rushed out of their residences and flew toward the Sword Palace on their swords.

Inside the Sword Palace, Dugu Xin sat in the main seat. His face was utterly bloodless, and his eyes were filled with anxiety.

Before long, an elegant, white-robed old man walked in.

"Senior Brother Dugu, what happened? Weren't you overseeing the fighting at the front? Why did you suddenly return?" the white-robed old man asked curiously.

"Junior Brother Li, it's over. Qin Wuji used a giant-tower treasure and took away the other Daoists and most of the cultivators. They've probably all been killed." Dugu Xin gave a bitter smile, his mouth full of bitterness.

The white-robed old man's expression changed drastically. "What? Weren't there more than a dozen fellow Daoists at the front? One treasure could kill more than a dozen Nascent Soul Cultivators?"

"It was no use. That treasure was incredibly powerful. If my sword pill hadn't been of decent quality, and if I hadn't used the secret art of uniting with my sword, I wouldn't have escaped either. I expect the Demonic Dao Cultivators to attack soon. We must leave Great Tang as quickly as possible. We can't