Outside the Cave Abode, Zhang Jie, Senior Sister Zhao, and the others were surrounded as tightly as an iron barrel by sixty or seventy Joyous Union Sect disciples led by Yu Manfeng and Cheng Fengyan, along with over two hundred people from the Corpse Puppet Sect, the Azure Blood Sect, and several other factions.
"Senior Sister Zhang, what should we do?
We're like dead timber chopped in half at the waist. Junior Sister Su, Junior Sister Liu, and the others inside probably won't hold out much longer.
And the dozen or so of us probably won't last long either. Yu Manfeng, Feng Hai, Lü Wei, Bai Ji, and the others have over a dozen late-stage Great Unity Realm cultivators among them, each as ferocious as a tiger.
There are another fifty or sixty at the early and middle stages of the Great Unity Realm, with hundreds more enemies prowling around the perimeter, watching us like hungry wolves.
They must have planned this long ago. Even with wings, we might not escape!"
Senior Sister Zhao's expression was so dark it seemed water might drip from it. She was only at the ninth level of the Great Unity Realm. Against two enemies, she could still fight with ease,
but facing these dozens, she was like a guttering candle in the wind, wavering on the verge of extinction!
And the other two senior sisters were only at the fifth level of the Great Unity Realm. They might not even be able to hold off a few of their opponents,
while Junior Sister Xu and the others were only Mystic Immortals. Their combat strength was scarcely worth mentioning, and they needed particular protection. This already seemed a situation of certain death!
"Senior Sister Zhao, you and the other two senior sisters protect Junior