Gutan Sect, Rear Hall.
The only Teleportation Array that could take them out of the sect had been sealed off. A bloody battle to the death was now inevitable.
Cold wind blew through dead leaves, and dust danced in the air. The entire Rear Hall courtyard was as quiet as a graveyard, filled with a silent oppression. Wu Dali, Ming Quan, Ding Jun, and the others were hiding in the Side Halls on either side, freely sharing their pills, Magic Treasures, and talismans with everyone else.
A Light System Supernatural Ability User named Lao Jia sat cross-legged on the ground. At the cost of his own vital life force, he drew forth a patch of light and extended dozens of "Miracle Healing" threads, constantly channeling life energy into the others to heal their injuries.
"They'll be here soon. Recover as much as you can," Ming Quan said, his eyes wide. "Fuck it, if we're not getting out of this alive today, we're taking a few of them with us!"
"Exactly. We can't run, and there's nowhere to hide. Just kill them." Wu Dali nodded firmly.
As they encouraged one another, they looked out the windows and saw Lü Ji holding a finely crafted Compass the size of a bowl's mouth. Walking with his toes turned outward, he moved through the corners and crannies of the Rear Hall courtyard, stopping now and then to ponder or use his Dragon-Seeking Ruler to plant a Wind-Calming Flag.
Lü Ji was panicking too. He knew perfectly well that the coming battle would be extremely difficult, and none of the captives he and Daoist Chu led were at their peak. Right now, he had to approach this with the resolve to die alongside the enemy, thinking up every countermeasure he could to buy time.
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