Three streaks of white light returned through the light barrier and slipped back into Chu Zhiyuan's sleeve.
Chu Zhiyuan's expression turned solemn.
The other Heaven Sword Sect disciples also shook their heads, finding it regrettable.
Li Hongzhao said, "They must have been watching from afar, right? They saw through our strengths and weaknesses."
Dong Muyu said, "These fiends are very cunning."
She turned to Chu Zhiyuan. "Junior Brother Chu, can you deal with them?"
Chu Zhiyuan frowned and pondered.
"If they can't deal with this move, they'll come again," Dong Muyu said. "They'll keep coming, until they annoy us to death."
"If things weren't going smoothly for the Elder, there'd be no need for them to do this," Chu Zhiyuan said. "If things were going smoothly, they wouldn't dare attack us either, would they?... What exactly is happening on the Elder's side?"
Li Hongzhao hurriedly asked, "Are they deadlocked?"
Dong Muyu shook her head. "A matter this big isn't something we need to worry about."
She kept her head down and cultivated, her ears deaf to matters beyond the window, and paid little attention to such things.
Nor had she ever thought that the Heaven Sword Sect's Elders could fail.
At worst, things would not go smoothly, and they would simply withdraw.
After all, that was the Ninth Turn Venerable, possessing powers that reached the heavens and pierced the earth.
She immediately chided, "Junior Sister Li, you've been an emperor for too long—you were born to worry. Why concern yourself with these matters? Just cultivate properly. Our Heaven Sword Sect won't suffer losses!"
"I was overthinking it," Li Hongzhao said.
Chu Zhiyuan frowned toward the distance.
Another swarm of shadows swept in from afar. Under the moonlight, they were clearly visible, and their numbers were even greater than before.
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