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Chapter 689

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"A hundred and seventy miles ahead will be Tiantang City."

There was a troop of more than a hundred people on horseback, all of them dressed in hemp garments and wearing tall crowns. One of them spoke loudly as he galloped his horse.

"There's no need to be in such a hurry anymore. Although the dragon hide treasure map has appeared, it won't be settled without at least a thousand or eight hundred lives. "

A haggard old man said, "Later, everyone should take a break and conserve your energy. Don't be rash and impulsive when you enter the city. Observe the surroundings first. Don't step into the battlefield and rashly attract too much attention."

"You're right, Grand Elder."

"This is from experience. Reckless impulses will only lead to eternal damnation."

"There's a small relay station in front. We can rest there for a while."

"Alright!"

The group galloped forward at top speed.

When he was about a hundred feet away from the relay station, the wind and clouds in the sky suddenly surged. A gust of wind suddenly blew without any warning.

As the strong wind howled, the dust on the ground danced in the wind. It was like a screen, covering the entire group of people in hemp clothes!

Skilled cultivators were able to sense the impending danger. When the Ma-i Sect saw the anomaly, they stopped in unison, their faces solemn as their gazes darted around.

Everyone understood one thing. This sudden gust of strange wind was definitely not simple.

"Which friend has arrived? What can I do for you?" The Ma-i Sect's Grand Elder's sunken eyes shone brightly as he spoke in a low voice, "Since you're here, please enlighten us in person. Our sect awaits your instruction here."

The wind continued to howl, but the surroundings were silent and solemn.

Dust billowed in all directions, looking like it was getting more intense. Grass flew in the air as the sky darkened, but no one answered.

The Grand Elder's expression darkened as he hollered in a low voice, "Set up the formation, be on guard!"

If they did not harbor ill intentions, they should have shown themselves after making a small commotion.

Since the other party did not appear as they were invited, they must have come with ill intentions.

With a soft swoosh, the golden hooks of the twenty-eight Ma-i Sect members shone in unison, and they immediately spread out. Their positions were orderly, and it was obvious that they had great teamwork.

As for the rest of the people, they stayed within the first layer of defense. They formed groups of nine and formed smaller formations, ready to attack at any time to attack the enemy and rescue their friends.

In the most central position, there were only the Grand Supreme Elder, the Linen Sect Leader, and three other Elders. The five of them stayed in the center to coordinate and coordinate with each other, guarding against any sudden ambushes or special big moves to ensure their safety.

The formation was interlinked with each other, echoing inside and outside. It was the Hundred and Eight Constellations Formation that the Ma-i Sect had used to awe the pugilistic world for countless years.

As the Ma-i Sect set up their formation, the howling gale intensified. The omnipresent murderous aura thickened as well, as though it had solidified.

A look of surprise and solemnity appeared in the Grand Elder's eyes.

"Who are you? With your skills, how could you use such a trick to hide your head and show your tail? How could a wise man do that! Since you're targeting our sect, why don't you show yourself and have a proper battle? "

Before the Grand Supreme Elder's voice echoed, a cold laughter came from the wind.

Then, a voice rang out leisurely, filling the wind and swaying along with it. It could be heard from far and near.

"I have no grudge with the world, Ma-i Golden Hook … untainted by the mundane world, undefiled by the nine levels of hell … What do the generals, ministers, and nobles have to do with me … Children and grandchildren, remember not to provoke gratitude or enmity … Once a grudge is formed, it will be forever … Once a grudge is formed, it will be forever … Forever …"

Those words were the warning words left behind by the Ma-i Sect's founding ancestor. Ever since the Ma-i Sect's founding ancestor, it had always been regarded as the golden rule, the voice of the sect. Not only did no one dare defy it, even doubting it would result in expulsion from the sect, never to be hired again.

Sweat beaded on the Grand Supreme Elder's forehead as he hollered, "Who are you? Come out! "

In the wind, a voice boomed up and down, left and right, saying faintly, "You're the Ma-i Sect's Grand Supreme Elder, hmm, the one they call the Golden Hook King … Wang Changfeng, am I right?"

Wang Changfeng shut his eyes and said coldly, "You're deliberately mystifying me. Are you bent on becoming our sect's enemy?"

The voice in the wind replied faintly, "Whether we're enemies or not is not my decision alone. I'm only asking you, do you still remember the Ma-i Sect's ancestral teachings?"

The muscles on Wang Changfeng's aged face twitched as he said faintly, "The Ma-i Sect's ancestral teachings are our business! It's not up to an outsider like you to ask whether I remember them or not. "

The voice in the wind chuckled coldly and said, "The world is indeed fickle and people's hearts are not what they used to be. The Ma-i Sect today is filled with people who have forgotten their roots and go against the ancestral teachings. However, do you still remember the consequences of going against the ancestral teachings?"

The Ma-i Sect leader bellowed, "Who are you? You keep talking about the Ma-i Sect's ancestral teachings. Who are you to speak out against them?! "

The voice in the wind said coldly, "I guess you're the Ma-i Sect's current leader, Ge Zuheng? Your Ma-i Sect members have gone against the ancestral teachings, deceiving their masters and annihilating their ancestors. What kind of punishment do you, as the leader, think they should receive? "

Ge Zuheng smirked, "Any kind of punishment is fine, but at least it should be taught a lesson by a cowardly person like you!"

The voice in the air chuckled, "It's not a cowardly person's turn to teach a lesson … Well said. Outsiders have no right to interfere with your sect's matters … However, I wonder what will happen if a cowardly person like me annihilates your Ma-i Sect?! "

Ge Zuheng scoffed angrily, "Show yourself if you have the guts! Do you think you can annihilate my Ma-i Sect by playing tricks and fighting with your tongue?! Are the martial world full of people like you who only know how to talk?! "

The voice in the wind guffawed, reciting, "Once a grudge is formed, it ends forever … Once a grudge is formed, it ends forever …"

Suddenly, the wind and clouds changed again. Golden light flashed, and thunder rumbled in the sky. Then, countless bolts of lightning struck down.

Streaks of dancing silver snakes flashed ferociously in the evening sky, descending upon the mortal realm!

Boom, boom, boom …

It was as if countless explosives were detonated at the same time on the ground. In the blink of an eye, the entire area was covered in flames.

The Heavenly Thunder Calamity was earth-shattering. The wind and clouds in the sky grew more intense, surging with a myriad of phenomena.

However, the Ma-i Sect was indeed a sect with a thousand years of heritage. Although they could not help but panic in the face of such a powerful storm and thunder, they raised their golden hooks at the same time. A brilliant golden light shot up into the sky.

The formation took on the apocalyptic Heavenly Thunder Calamity head-on. Not a single person perished from the Heavenly Thunder Calamity. The mighty power of the One Hundred and Eight Constellations Formation lived up to its reputation. It was truly impressive!

A sneer came from the sky. "Ma-i Sect, those wearing Ma-i clothes are indeed impressive to be able to withstand the Heavenly Thunder Calamity."

The words were filled with mockery.

It was obviously saying that the Ma-i Sect should be struck by lightning for disrespecting their ancestral teachings.

Ge Zuheng howled, "Cowards! Come out! "

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