Tiandao Sect.
"Wuxiang Daoist, we're truly indebted to you for this..."
Ling Daoyi said graciously as he led Wuxiang Zhenren into Tiandao Sect.
At that, Wuxiang Zhenren merely glanced at him and said coolly, "I'm only carrying out My Lord's orders. There's no need to thank me."
He wasn't particularly fond of Ling Daoyi.
After all, he had once joined forces with Master Zhishang Chan and Refining Soul Old Ancestor to attack Ning Wangshu. Naturally, he couldn't have any fondness for Ling Daoyi.
Ling Daoyi could hear the coolness in Wuxiang Zhenren's voice. Though he felt a little awkward, all he could do was pretend not to notice and continue leading Wuxiang Zhenren inside with a genial smile...
A few days passed in the blink of an eye.
One morning, several streaks of light suddenly shot over from the distance and stopped above Tiandao Sect. A moment later, several figures appeared.
"Huh? That Tiandao Sect still hasn't packed up and left? Are they looking to die?"
One of them noticed that Tiandao Sect below was still bustling with people, just as it had been on their last visit. A murderous look spread across his face.
A person beside him flashed a cold look and said grimly, "Since they refuse to listen, let's just wipe them out!"
"Fine by me! We gave them ten days to leave, and they still haven't budged. They brought this on themselves. We can't be blamed!" another said coldly.
As they spoke, Ling Daoyi inside Tiandao Sect suddenly sensed their arrival.
After all, they hadn't bothered to conceal their presence or their auras.
"The people from Xuangang Sect are here!"
Ling Daoyi tensed. Daring not to delay, he immediately rushed toward the nearby courtyard where he had arranged for Wuxiang Zhenren to rest.
But when Ling