The Zhao Kingdom, the Profound Firmament Sect.
The once glorious Zhao Kingdom state is now draped in mourning.
The fall of True Lord Wuling was a heavy blow to the Profound Firmament Sect.
However, it was precisely because of this Nascent Soul's final desperate struggle as he fell that he managed to force back the two demonic Nascent Soul Chilian and Bai Xiao, slightly. As a result, the Profound Firmament Sect has now managed to gain a little breathing space.
Inside the main hall of the mountain gate, True Lord Xuanyuan sat in the main seat, his face pale, his breath weak, and his eyes bloodshot.
He looked at the group of elders and disciples below, their faces filled with fear, and remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking, his voice hoarse and weary:
"Go down first and guard all the important nodes of the sect's grand formation. Do not let your guard down for a moment, lest the demonic thieves exploit any loopholes!"
After most of the disciples left with trepidation.
Only a few Golden Core cultivators from the sect remained in the hall, along with him, who was now the only Nascent Soul.
Several Golden Core True Person from the Aristocratic Clan families and master-disciple factions, including Zhao Shiyong and Han Zhao, stood in the hall, their minds in turmoil, their faces ashen.
Before Foundation Establishment, those Golden Core cultivators are the absolute rulers.
But in front of Nascent Soul, they transformed from absolute rulers into subjects to be slaughtered at will.
This is what a cultivator is!
The upward adjustment is a complete and utter crushing defeat of the downward adjustment!
"Metropolitan!"
A Golden Core True Person from a Aristocratic Clan stepped forward, his expression sorrowful, and said solemnly, "Now that things have come to this, we have no choice but to summon that thing!"
"No!"
As soon as he said that, someone immediately jumped out to refute him.
" Chi Xue!"
Upon hearing the objection, the Golden Core cultivator from the Aristocratic Clan family who made the suggestion immediately roared, "At this critical juncture for the survival of our sect, do you intend to stand by and watch our sect's lineage perish?"
The Golden Core cultivator, addressed as True Person Chi Xue, immediately fell silent.
Unable to bear the blame for the sect's destruction, he could only plead desperately, "That represents the culmination of generations of our efforts. It's not yet complete; if we unleash it, all our previous hard work will be in vain..."
"All our previous efforts wasted? After the sect is destroyed, who do you think will end up with this item?"
The argument inside the hall abruptly ceased.
True Person Chi Xue opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't refute this statement at all.
His face turned pale and then flushed, finally settling into a long sigh as he slumped down, his head hanging low in despair.
yes.
If the sect is destroyed, that Spirit Treasure, which has consumed the efforts of several generations, will ultimately become a spoil of war for the Net Chan Dao!
Rather than letting it fall into enemy hands and become a weapon to slaughter our own remaining disciples, we should bring it out now and take a gamble.
But... but...
Ultimately, I'm still unwilling to accept it!
True Lord Xuanyuan sat in the main seat, taking in the disputes and silences among the Golden Core cultivators below.
He kept his eyes closed, listening quietly to the commotion below, remaining silent for a long time.
"I have made my decision on this matter. You may leave now!"
a long time.
The sect leader of the Profound Firmament Sect spoke slowly, in a tone that suggested he was past his prime.
Several Golden Core True Person from the Profound Firmament Sect seemed to want to say something more, but seeing the pain on True Lord Xuanyuan's face, they all lowered their eyes, stopped talking, and retreated.
a long time.
True Lord Xuanyuan flicked his sleeve, and the anxious faces of Zhao Shiyong and Han Zhao appeared before him.
" True Lord!"
Zhao Shiyong's expression was solemn. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but no words came out.
The same applies to Han Zhao.
The two of them were sent by True Lord Xuanyuan to the Sword Alliance and the Vast Waves Alliance to persuade them to send troops to aid their respective Immortal Dao alliances.
Both the Sword Alliance and the Vast Waves Alliance are verbally condemning the actions, but whether or not they will actually send troops... remains uncertain.
True Lord Xuanyuan understood this as well.
This is a game of strategy!
It's also a calculation!
If you blame others, they will blame you too.
If it were merely a contest between cultivators, losing would mean death.
True Lord Xuanyuan would not have any complaints.
But at this moment... the two sides in this game are not just individuals, but also the lineage and inheritance of the Profound Firmament Sect, so he has to consider things more carefully.
Several days later.
In front of the Profound Firmament Sect's mountain gate.
A sea of blood blotted out the sun, and dark clouds obscured the sky.
True Lord Red Silk, draped in a blood-red cloak, sat atop a ferocious, enormous black wolf with blood-eyed eyes, his face sinister. Blood Qi surged around him, and behind him, a Blood River Diagram fluttered, from which thick, sweet-smelling blood continuously poured down.
Under its control, filthy blood surged in from all directions, surrounding the Profound Firmament Sect's mountain gate.
" Xuanyuan!"
The True Lord Red Silk's voice wasn't loud, but it was enveloped in a strong aura of bloodlust, penetrating the Profound Firmament Sect's protective formation and clearly reaching the ears of every Profound Firmament Sect member.
" Wuling was stubborn and unyielding, and has already perished at the hands of Fellow Bai Xiao and me."
"If you know what's good for you, you might as well open the great formation and let my army enter. If I'm in a good mood, I might even leave you a whole corpse and let a few of your disciples escape."
Inside the mountain gate, all was deathly silent.
These remaining Profound Firmament Sect disciples, now driven to the brink of despair, were less afraid. Each of them stared intently at the Net Chan Dao army outside with bloodshot eyes, displaying a tragic determination to perish together with their comrades.
Tragic as it may be, the current situation is... Net Chan Dao has two Nascent Soul on his side!
True Lord Red Silk in the Nascent Soul Middle Stage stage, and True Lord Baixiao in the Nascent Soul Early Stage.
The Profound Firmament Sect now only has one Nascent Soul Early Stage, Xuanyuan, at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
Moreover, this True Lord Xuanyuan is still injured and has not yet recovered. If a real fight were to break out, he would probably die even faster!
True Lord Xuanyuan was dressed in a crimson robe and held a heavy sword that was crackling with dark blue lightning!
His face was still ashen, and his breathing was somewhat weak, but his back was ramrod straight, and his eyes showed an unprecedented determination, seemingly with a hint of resolve.
The two faced each other from a distance.
True Lord Xuanyuan Xuan Yuan slowly spoke, " Chilian, you are nothing but a defeated dog who takes advantage of others' misfortunes."
"Your Blood Sea Sect had its mountain gate destroyed by the Sword Alliance, forcing you to retreat to the sea with Wusheng City. Now, you've been lured by that scoundrel Xuan Chengzi of the Chongluo Sect to invade my sect... In the end, you're nothing but a lackey!"
"What... are you so smug about?"
Upon hearing this, the smile on True Lord Red Silk's face faltered slightly, then turned into a cold snort, "Even on the verge of death, you still dare to be stubborn!"
True Lord Baixiao was dressed in white mourning clothes and held a white Filial Son Banner in his hand, with a large character for "mourning" painted in black on it. A sense of sorrow permeated the air.
" Chilian, why are you wasting so much breath talking to him?"
"Let's take this place as soon as possible so we can report back to our alliance!"
"Alright!"
True Lord Red Silk responded, then raised his right hand, his five fingers loosely clenched, and slammed it down heavily towards the Profound Firmament Sect.
"Since you are so stubbornly unrepentant, then let the Profound Firmament Sect's lineage be destroyed today!"
" Nine Nether Ghost Blood Great Hand Seal!"
Below, the sea of blood surged and churned, countless drops of blood gushing out. With the application of his Divine Ability, they condensed into a lifelike, sky-covering, gigantic blood handprint!
This was already one of the most powerful and lethal divine Divine Ability in the Blood Sea Dao, and now, with the blessing of the [ Blood River Diagram ], its power was amplified several times over, slamming down fiercely towards the Profound Firmament Sect's protective mountain formation!
boom--!!!
The entire mountain gate trembled violently, and the light screen of the protective array flickered violently several times. Many palaces and halls in the mountain burst into dazzling flames, clearly unable to withstand the power of this ghostly blood hand, resulting in damage to many parts of the array!
True Lord Xuanyuan raised the Azure Thunder Heavy Sword high in his hand, his tone filled with determination, and shouted loudly, "Today, at the critical moment of life and death for our sect!"
"Disciples, follow me!"
"Kill!"