If you don't see eye to eye, even half a sentence is too much.
The disciples led by the Purple Firmament Palace, their patience exhausted, decisively attacked after a sharp shout.
He was ruthless; every move he made was aimed at killing the disciples of Ximu Peak.
At present.
"Careful!"
The female disciple, led by Ximu Peak, suddenly changed her expression. While feeling shocked and furious, she had no choice but to take action.
She was already quite fast.
However, they were no faster than the disciples of the Purple Firmament Palace.
There is indeed a difference in strength between the two.
After a few exchanges, she revealed a weakness, which was seized upon by a disciple of the Purple Firmament Palace, who mercilessly struck her in the chest.
In an instant, a mouthful of blood gushed from the corner of her mouth.
She was also sent flying backwards.
" Senior Sister Yuan!"
" Senior Sister Yuan, how are you?!"
" Purple Firmament Palace, you have truly gone too far!"
The other disciples of the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect's Ximu Peak rushed forward in a flurry of activity, catching the woman as she was sent flying backward, their anxiety and concern palpable.
The disciple from the Purple Firmament Palace landed right after him. He took two steps at a time, casually moving forward. He glanced at the group of the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect disciples gathered together, glaring at him, and let out a disdainful snort.
"Mob!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he casually flicked off non-existent dust from the hem of his clothes.
It was as if what had just been knocked away was merely an insignificant, worthless insect, and not a person at all.
The remaining disciples of the Purple Firmament Palace quickly surrounded the location of the Earth Vein Spirit Fruit, their faces beaming with smug smiles. Some even took out jade boxes, waiting only a few breaths until the Earth Vein Spirit Fruit ripened, so they could pick the fruit and take it away.
The expressions on the faces of the disciples of Ximu Peak were beyond just being described as ugly.
Yuan Chang was the strongest disciple among them, and also the most talented.
With her abilities, she is actually qualified to go to other peaks.
The Thearch Realm Second Layer is not bad at all.
She was not a new disciple of Ximu Peak Ximu Peak, but a former disciple who had been there before. It was fortuitous opportunity chance and luck that she met a group of new disciples and was able to protect them, which is why they didn't separate.
Unexpectedly, they encountered this Purple Firmament Palace.
He was defeated in just a few moves, and was even beaten to the point of vomiting blood...
For the other disciples, this was undoubtedly terrifying.
These past few days, Senior Sister Yuan Chang has been incredibly powerful. She has killed almost Demon Beast she encountered. She is also very kind to everyone, and occasionally she gives them sermons at night, explaining profound concepts in a simple and easy-to-understand way, which is truly admirable.
But now...
"You've gone too far!"
The junior sister among the disciples of Ximu Peak looked at Yuan Chang's injuries with heartache, unable to hold back her tears, and choked out a curse.
All they got in return was even more smug mockery from the people of the Purple Firmament Palace.
"Is this considered excessive?"
"Treasures and fortuitous opportunity belong to the strong; this is a truth everyone knows, yet your Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect is the most pretentious."
"That's right, even if we kill you now, it would be perfectly normal."
"Blame it on the fact that the people of your Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect are too weak!"
"Waste!"
"Indeed, the disciples of the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect are truly getting worse with each generation. They're so useless. If I were a member of your Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect, I'd be too ashamed to participate in the competition for the Heaven-Gazing Secret Realm. It would be too disgraceful."
"Hahaha..."
Each mocking remark, falling into his ears, stirred up waves of shame within him.
The leading disciple of the Purple Firmament Palace did not join in mocking them.
However, his gaze towards them grew even colder.
After all the sarcastic remarks had subsided, he mercifully gave them a look, his lips twitched, and he uttered a few words as if bestowing a gift.
If you're not as skilled as others, you have to accept it.
"You can save your lives and leave by crippling your cultivation."
"Otherwise, die."
The disciples of Ximu Peak fell silent.
Their eyes were red, their lips trembled, but they couldn't utter a single word. Their raised hands hung in mid-air, unable to be pressed down.
humiliation.
This is utterly humiliating.
hatred.
Hatred was overwhelming.
I hate that Purple Firmament Palace has gone too far in bullying us.
They hate them for cutting off their path in life; with their talent, if their cultivation were abolished, there would be no possibility of them ever starting over.
They were frustrated by their bad luck; they had obtained the Earth Vein Spirit Fruit, but had also encountered this group of guys.
They hated themselves even more for being weak and helpless, at the mercy of others.
A feeling of despair filled everyone's heart.
Of course they wanted to resist...
However, the aura emanating from the other side pressed down on them relentlessly.
Even if they were unwilling to admit it, they had to acknowledge that their opponent was simply too strong.
For them, even risking their lives and fighting desperately, there was absolutely no chance of victory or winning the game.
In the end, they will most likely be killed in the chaos.
But...
What difference is there between abandoning one's cultivation and death?
At most, one was murder, and the other was forced to commit suicide by him...
Even in death, I will not demean myself.
As everyone was thinking this, a very soft voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.
It's very light.
It's so light it seems like it could be blown away by a gentle breeze.
A figure pushed aside the crowd blocking his way and stepped forward. His eyes were calm and serene, carrying a hint of insight and a sense of unwavering courage in the face of death. He stood peacefully before the crowd.
Liang Jiugong, the leading disciple of the Purple Firmament Palace, sneered as he looked at the person who came out.
"It's really strange that there are people who are eager to die."
Upon further inspection of the other party's cultivation level, he almost laughed.
"A mere Celestial Heavenly Venerable... you haven't even reached the Thearch Realm. What makes you think you're qualified to stand before me?"
"That woman, at the Thearch Realm Second Layer, couldn't even withstand my attacks. You, a Heavenly Venerable, dare to try and be a hero?"
"Ridiculous!"
When they saw clearly who the man who came out was, many disciples of Ximu Peak became anxious.
" Nie Fa! Are you crazy?! Come back here!"
You are no match for him!
"Don't be reckless! As long as you're alive, there's always hope. Come back now!"
This man, Nie Fa, is someone many people remember.
Although he wasn't very talented, he was hardworking, diligent, honest, sincere, and kind. Apart from his lack of talent, there was nothing wrong with him.
Even his appearance was extremely handsome.
Unfortunately, he failed due to his lack of talent and was assigned to Ximu Peak.
Yuan Chang sat up, clutching her chest, looking at the back of the figure blocking her way, her eyes filled with bitterness.
She bit her lip, calling out in a hoarse voice, " Nie Fa, you..."
"Don't do this... Liang Jiugong, they are all new disciples who have just joined the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect. Their talent is average, and their strength is even more average. I am different. I will cripple my own cultivation. Will you let them leave?"
She forced herself to speak.
However, just as she finished speaking, Nie Fa, who was blocking her way, suddenly spoke up.
I'm not confident I can beat you.
He stared at Liang Jiugong as he spoke, his tone still soft and without any seriousness, sounding less like a declaration before battle and more like a soliloquy.
"But I will try my best."
"Only in this way can we live up to the teachings of the Deputy Peak Master and Senior Brother Lang."
"Though my talent is mediocre, my Sword Heart is pure and unwavering, like a rock, like a solid foundation. After months of arduous training, I have made some progress. Today, my death may be imminent. I dare to call upon my master, and with the sword he bestowed upon me, I stake my life on it. Do you dare to fight me?"