Guqin and Gu Han placed their hands on the railing at the top of the fort as they watched the First Song Sect disciples approach with cold gazes.
A gentle breeze blew at the surrounding grass. There was nothing in the way.
"Look! Martial Uncle Bai, it's them! It's them! Guqin and Gu Han!" the First Song Sect disciple from earlier immediately shouted.
The First Song Sect disciples looked up and saw the two brothers above the fort.
"Men! Take them down!" the First Song Sect disciples' leader shouted coldly.
"Yes!" the group of First Song Sect disciples immediately answered.
Although they still worried about the words on the signboard, there was nothing before them. How could there be a ritual array? Everyone was relieved.
Then, the group of First Song Sect disciples followed the First Song Sect disciples into the Gu Residence.
"Look! They went in!"
"There are no traces of Spiritual Energy at all."
"Guqin and Gu Han, those two liars!"
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Although the First Song Sect disciples' leader entered the Gu Residence, they remained cautious. They kept an eye on the fort to prevent arrows from shooting out.
"Nothing? Martial Uncle, those two kids are liars! "
"Hahaha! Martial Uncle, watch me capture them!"
"I'll do it!"
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The group of First Song Sect disciples immediately guffawed.
Just at this moment, the First Song Sect disciples' leader's expression suddenly changed due to the cold smile on Gu Han's face.
Kacha!
Suddenly, it sounded like a First Song Sect disciple stepped on something. The sound of flint striking rang out.
"Flint?"
"Hong ~ ~ ~ ~"
A loud sound rang out among the First Song Sect disciples.
Suddenly, there was a big explosion, which made the noisy xiuzhe on the outside tremble, and they all retreated with a change of expression.
"What's going on?"
"Why did it explode?"
"Ah! First Song Sect disciples!"
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Ten-odd First Song Sect disciples were blasted into the air as the crowd exclaimed. Their arms and legs immediately broke, and blood splattered everywhere. Thick smoke surged from the center of the explosion, and flames shot everywhere.
"Argh!" "Argh!" "Argh!"
A series of miserable cries rang out. Ten First Song Sect disciples died, and another ten were injured. The severely injured disciples curled up on the ground, hugging their broken arms and legs with horrified expressions.
Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! The surrounding cultivators suddenly fell silent. Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
"What ritual array is this?"
"It will explode?"
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Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Martial Uncle Bai and the others, however, retreated. Their expressions were ugly.
"Martial Uncle Bai, there really is an array formation!" a First Song Sect disciple said with an unsightly expression.
In the distance, on top of the fort, Gu Qin and Gu Han wore gloomy expressions.
"We didn't bury enough gunpowder!" Gu Han frowned.
"Forget it, there's a lot of gunpowder buried around here, let's blow it up slowly! Let's go, we should go! "Gu Qin nodded.
Gu Han nodded. Then, the two of them slowly walked into the fort and disappeared from everyone's sight.
The group of First Song Sect disciples remained silent for a while. They treated the injured, not daring to approach for a long time.
After a long while, someone looked at Martial Uncle Bai again.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! What should we do?" a First Song Sect disciple exclaimed.
"Enter again. Protect yourselves with Veritable Energy. Then, we will enter again. Spread out and enter from different directions. Capture those two!" Whoosh! Whoosh!
"Yes!"
The group of First Song Sect disciples surrounded the bunker. Then, the First Song Sect disciples gave the order.
"Enter!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The group of First Song Sect disciples immediately charged in.
"Kacha!" "Hong!"
"Kacha!" "Hong!"
"Kacha!" "Hong!"
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Loud explosions rang out around the Gu Residence, one after another. The explosions shook the hearts of the surrounding cultivators. The First Song Sect disciples used their Veritable Energy to protect themselves. However, they still screamed miserably as their arms and legs were blown off. It was a tragic sight.
As the explosions continued, the Gu Residence's surroundings seemed to shake. The ground shook, and this shaking seemed to trigger some hidden explosives.
Kacha! Kacha! Kacha! Kacha! Kacha!
Countless flints from the earthquake suddenly ignited all the gunpowder in the surroundings.
"Hong ~ ~ ~ ~ ~!"
A loud sound rang out as the Gu Residence's surroundings exploded. Even with Veritable Energy protecting their bodies, the explosions still blasted the First Song Sect disciples into the air. More importantly, the explosions also contained countless shards of metal. Shards of metal pierced through a large number of First Song Sect disciples in an instant.
"Argh!" "Argh!" "Argh!"
Miserable shrieks rang out in the smoke and dust.
When the smoke and dust slowly scattered … All that remained was a wasteland filled with injuries.
The intense explosion had caused twenty-odd First Song Sect disciples to lose their ability to move, covering the ground with injured people.
Everyone's faces were covered in soot, showing ferocious expressions.
"Guqin! Guhan! You brats! I'm going to kill you!" Whoosh! Whoosh!
"Search! Capture them!" Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Boom!
With one punch, Martial Uncle Bai punched through the fort.
The fifty First Song Sect disciples charged in furiously.
In the outside world, countless cultivators swallowed as they watched this scene.
"It's over. Guqin and Guhan are going to be caught!"
"We can't escape!"
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The crowd of cultivators seemed to have already announced Guqin and Gu Han's death sentence. After all, the two of them had just reached the Innate Realm.
"Martial Uncle Bai, no!"
"Martial Uncle Bai, I don't have it here either!"
"Martial Uncle Bai, I don't have it here either!"
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Shouts could be heard from the bunker.
Martial Uncle Bai said with a gloomy expression, "Impossible, I saw them just now!"
The group of First Song Sect disciples rushed in together.
Indeed, Guqin and Gu Han disappeared. It was not just the two of them. Even the Gu Residence's servants in the fort disappeared.
Where is he?
Martial Uncle Bai held back his anger as he searched quickly.
"Sir, there's a basement here!" Someone suddenly shouted.
"Hu Long Long!"
A group of people ran to the basement's door.
Martial Uncle Bai's eyelids twitched. "I finally found you. Are you going to come out on your own, or do we have to help you?"
"Little brats, scram out here!" the group of First Song Sect disciples roared.
Gunpowder filled the basement on the other side of the basement's door. A flint was connected to the door.
"Open it!" Martial Uncle Bai shouted.
"Martial Uncle Bai, could it be …?" a First Song Sect disciple asked worriedly.
Buzz! Everyone used their Veritable Energy to protect themselves.
Martial Uncle Bai stepped forward and gently pushed.
Crack! The sound of flint striking rang out.
"Oh no!" Martial Uncle Bai roared.
"Hong ~ ~ ~ ~ ~!"
A loud sound rang out as the entire bunker exploded. A mushroom cloud seemed to form around the Gu Residence. Countless rocks shot out in all directions, injuring many of the cultivators watching from the periphery.
"Argh!" "Argh!" "Argh!"
A series of miserable cries rang out. The surrounding cultivators retreated again and again.
Smoke billowed out from the bunker, razing everything to the ground.
Countless cultivators goggled at this scene.
"Guqin and Guhan perished together with the First Song Sect disciples?"
"Perishing together? That's too ruthless, right? "
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Countless cultivators gulped.
When the dust settled, a huge crater appeared.
The group of First Song Sect disciples could no longer move. Most of them were already dead. Only Martial Uncle Bai, whose cultivation was higher, was not severely injured. His entire body was charred black.
"How can this be? How can this be? "Martial Uncle Bai looked around in confusion.
Was the one hundred First Song Sect disciples that Xiao Chen brought completely wiped out?
"An underground tunnel! Martial Uncle, there's an underground tunnel!" A severely injured First Song Sect disciple pointed weakly not far away.
Indeed, due to the huge explosion, an area had caved in. However, the caved in area was an underground tunnel.
An underground tunnel?
An underground tunnel?
Guqin and Guhan already fled?
This was a trap, a trap to lure everyone into it?
Nearly all the one hundred First Song Sect disciples fell into the trap.
"Bastards! Come out! Guqin, Guhan! Get out here! I'm going to kill you! "Martial Uncle Bai nearly went crazy.
Rumble …!
Suddenly, a loud rumble came from the distance.
Many people turned their heads to look and saw two-thousand-odd soldiers galloping towards the Gu Residence.
"Who said that they want to kill my son?" Suddenly, a furious shout came from the two-thousand-odd soldiers.
This furious shout was like a clap of thunder. The explosion caused countless xiuzhe to quiver. Everyone turned their heads to look.
Rumble …!
The two-thousand-odd horses did not slow down. All the people on the horses wore black clothes and showed ferocious expressions. Before these people arrived, they already gave off a murderous aura.
The one in the lead was a black horse. Gu Hai sat on the black horse, glaring furiously as his long hair fluttered in the wind. Scar, Gao Xianzhi, and Shangguan Hen followed behind. The two thousand-odd ferocious evil men did not stop to rest. They finally arrived at Hulao Pass and returned.
Rumble …!
As the horses galloped, the surrounding cultivators moved aside.
They all stared at Gu Hai, who was at the very front, not knowing how to express their emotions.
Originally, these people were here to capture Gu Hai. However, no one dared to step forward now.
They looked at Gu Hai, the Innate Realm cultivator at the very front. However, this Innate Realm cultivator gave off a feeling that he was even more horrifying and dangerous than the Yuanying State. Everyone dodged in all directions, avoiding the path of the horses.
Rumble …!
The two-thousand-odd soldiers arrived at the Gu Residence in the blink of an eye. Amid loud rumbles, the two-thousand-odd evil men surrounded Martial Uncle Bai and the surviving First Song Sect disciples.
The black-clad Martial Uncle Bai glared at the two-thousand-odd evil men before him. These evil men stared at him ferociously as if they wanted to tear him to pieces. That horrifying pressure felt like mountains pressing down on him.
Seated on the black horse, Gu Hai pulled on the black horse's reins. He held a whip in his hand as he coldly pointed it at Martial Uncle Bai.
"Were you the one who said earlier that you wanted to kill my son?" Gu Hai asked in a cold tone.
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