The old man in the white robe glanced at Wang Yinru and pondered for a while. To him, the wagered battle did have its benefits. After winning the wagered battle, they could control the Dafang Sect at the lowest cost. They would not have to fight to the death with all the ancient martial arts practitioners in the series of the three big mountain ranges.
Now, he knew that the Dafang Sect was interested in the Ming Cult's inheritance. The other sects were negligible compared to the descendants of the Ming Cult.
"Why? Do you dare to wager the battle? Don't you think that you have the upper hand over all the ancient martial arts practitioners in the series of the three big mountain ranges? "
Wang Yinru laughed coldly.
"A duel is fine, but it must be today."
With his experience, he had already guessed that the purpose of this wagered battle was to stall for time. Perhaps there would be reinforcements from the series of the three big mountain ranges. If it was any other time, with his arrogance, he would wait one day. He also wanted to see who would come to help the ancient martial arts sects in the series of the three big mountain ranges.
But now, this matter concerned the Ming Cult's inheritance. He had to cut off any possibility of accidents.
Wait one day? Humph! That was impossible.
"The wagered battle is very important. The series of the three big mountain ranges naturally have to make arrangements. If we can't do it today, then tomorrow," Wang Yinru said plainly.
If they couldn't stall for a day, then this wagered battle would be meaningless. Instead, it would be a waste of time for those people.
"Stall for time? Do you think I am so easy to fool? "Old Man Wu laughed coldly.
"Fool you? Humph, do you want to reap the benefits without taking any risks? "
Wang Yinru said plainly. If she could think of this plan, others could naturally think of it too. Hence, she was not surprised that the old man in the white robe knew her motive.
But so what? Now, there were only two paths in front of him. One was to agree to the wagered battle and stall for a day. The second was to directly start a war with all the ancient martial arts sects in the series of the three big mountain ranges. However, even if they won, they would definitely pay a heavy price.
"You are quite a smart woman. Unfortunately, if it was a day ago, I might have agreed to the conditions of the wagered battle. But today … "
The old man in the white robe paused for a moment. Then, he said coldly, "No one should even think of stopping me … Attack! Kill all those Embryonic Breathing realm ancient martial art practitioners. I would like to see how many of you will die."
Under Old Wu's command, the group of people behind him immediately took action. Like tigers descending from the mountain, they fiercely pounced on the ancient martial arts practitioners of the series of three big mountain ranges. They only targeted the ancient martial arts practitioners with high Cultivation. Once all the ancient martial arts practitioners in the Embryonic Breathing realm were killed, the ancient martial arts sects in the series of the three big mountain ranges would naturally no longer be a threat.
The expressions of Granny Hong Yan, Hu Tianfeng, and the others changed slightly. That white-robed old man was actually so decisive. Even if he risked his life and suffered heavy losses, he was not willing to delay for another day.
Among that group of people, the most troublesome ones were the old man in the white robe and the other two ancient martial art practitioners at the acme of the Embryonic Breathing realm. Any one of them would be hard to deal with, let alone three of them at once.
Granny Hong Yan clenched her teeth. Her silhouette flashed and appeared in front of the scariest white-robed old man. In the series of the three big mountain ranges, she was the only one who had the ability to block this old man.
"I didn't kill you yesterday. Since you are so stubborn, then don't leave here alive today."
The old man in the white robe coldly snorted and directly fought with Granny Hong Yan. However, the battle had just started, and Granny Hong Yan was already at a disadvantage. She was surrounded by danger everywhere.
On the other side, Hu Tianfeng and a few of the Hu Clan's Embryonic Breathing realm ancient martial art practitioners joined forces to block the old man in blue, who was at the acme of the Embryonic Breathing realm. As for Taoist Priest Yun Ling from the Cangling Taoist Temple, she joined forces with a few Embryonic Breathing realm ancient martial art practitioners to fight with a middle-aged man in green.
Although they joined forces to fight against the enemy, they were facing two frightening strong practitioners at the acme of the Embryonic Breathing realm. It was still difficult for them to resist, and they were constantly at a disadvantage.
In the battle between the ancient martial art practitioners in the Embryonic Breathing realm, the series of the three big mountain ranges was always at a disadvantage. However, in the battle between the ancient martial art practitioners in the Qi Nucleation realm, the series of the three big mountain ranges was much stronger. This was because there were many ancient martial art practitioners in the Qi Nucleation realm in the series of the three big mountain ranges. When they fought against that group of people, it was almost always a few people attacking one, or even seven or eight people attacking one.
No matter how powerful the person in the Qi Nucleation realm was, when faced with the encirclement of so many ancient martial art practitioners of the same realm, they would not be able to withstand it. In a short period of time, a few people had died.
Puff!
Granny Hong Yan's silhouette flew out, and she staggered and fell to the ground. Her aura was suddenly dispirited, as though she had aged a few decades in an instant.
"Humph, those who resist will be killed without mercy. Those who evacuate in time now, we will let bygones be bygones. "
The old man in the white robe floated in mid-air, and his cold voice spread throughout the whole square of the mountain gate. The frightening and chilling aura made people shiver.
Once Granny Hong Yan was defeated, the morale of the series of the three big mountain ranges immediately suffered a serious blow. The person who represented the strongest battle power in the series of the three big mountain ranges had been defeated. To them, it was the worst possible outcome.
The old man in the white robe's silhouette swept through the air, passing through an area with many people. Then, with a pat, five or six ancient martial art practitioners in the Qi Nucleation realm from the series of the three big mountain ranges exploded and died. They did not have the ability to resist at all.
His silhouette was like a lotus mountain in the air. Everywhere he passed by, there would be a rain of blood. In a short period of time, more than twenty ancient martial art practitioners in the Qi Nucleation realm had died at his hands. Almost all the ancient martial art practitioners in the series of the three big mountain ranges were scared out of their wits.
Without Granny Hong Yan's obstruction, the old man in the white robe was practically unstoppable. Wherever he went, he killed. It was a one-sided bloody massacre.
"I will say it again. Those who evacuate now can be spared from death, and we will let bygones be bygones."
The voice of the old man in the white robe reverberated in the sky above the square. Although he had killed quite a number of people, his people were also dying continuously. After all, there were more than ten ancient martial art sects in the series of the three big mountain ranges. There were too many ancient martial art practitioners, and it was impossible for him to kill all of them. By the time he had killed everyone, more than half of his people would have died.
In the series of the three big mountain ranges, many ancient martial art practitioners started to feel fear and had the thought of retreating. That group of people was too scary. If they continued to slaughter, it was very likely that they would all be killed. This kind of battle was not entirely dependent on the number of people, as only the ancient martial art practitioners in the Qi Nucleation realm were qualified to participate. Although there were many ancient martial art practitioners in the Qi Nucleation realm in the series of the three big mountain ranges, there was still a limit.
Puff!
Hu Tianfeng flew out. His entire body was stained with blood, and his face was as pale as a sheet. Of the other two people who had teamed up with him, one was dead and the other was injured. The ancient martial art practitioner in the acme of the Embryonic Breathing realm was too scary, and he did not seem to be an ordinary ancient martial art practitioner.
Many of the ancient martial art practitioners from the small sects were already scared out of their wits. The strongest of the four big influences had been defeated one after another, and everyone's hearts were shrouded in despair.
Some of the ancient martial art practitioners no longer cared about the Thousand Year Alliance, so they fled frantically. If they could survive, who would be willing to die?
Wang Yinru's face was pale. She had teamed up with a few other ancient martial art practitioners in the Embryonic Breathing realm to attack an ancient martial art practitioner in the acme of the Embryonic Breathing realm. Previously, after Hu Tianfeng had been defeated, she could only lead the others to replace him. Otherwise, if they had continued to attack the ancient martial art practitioners with lower Cultivation, the situation would have been even more out of control.
However, in terms of top level strength, the series of the three big mountain ranges was too different, and they were far from being a match for that group of people. Originally, the Dafang Sect still had the Patriarch of the Jiang Clan, who could hold the fort by himself. However, after Mo Wen had killed all the people of the Jiang Clan, the power of the Dafang Sect had been reduced by almost half. At the moment, Mo Wen was not in the sect, so the power of the Dafang Sect was far from the other three big influences.
"What should we do now?"
Wang Yinru was secretly anxious. She had not expected that after giving Mo Wen the responsibility of managing the sect for less than a month, there would be such a big problem. If the Dafang Sect was destroyed, how could she face him?
"I really want to know where the young sect leader of your Dafang Sect is. You, as the acting sect leader, should know, right?"
A white silhouette flashed, and the old man in the white robe appeared beside Wang Yinru in the blink of an eye. Then, with a wave of his hand, a frightening Inner Qi sealed off the surrounding space, directly binding Wang Yinru.
Then, with a flash of his silhouette, he pulled Wang Yinru out of the battlefield, and they appeared in an empty space.
"Old thing, you really have a lot of questions," Wang Yinru shouted. A cold Qi surged, transforming into a cold palm, and fiercely slammed towards the old man in the white robe.
"You overestimate yourself."
The old man in the white robe laughed coldly. With a casual slap of his hand, he shattered the cold palm. Then, he extended his palm forward, directly shattering the Cold Ice Domain that had enveloped Wang Yinru. His other hand grabbed her shoulder, instantly restraining her.
"Tell me where your sect leader is, or die," the old man in the white robe said plainly.
"Old thing, do you think I will tell you?" Wang Yinru struggled for a while, but she couldn't break free from the old man in the white robe's palm. That hand was like a mountain, pressing down on her body without moving at all.
"You are challenging my patience. Do you believe that I have a thousand ways to make you wish you were dead? In the end, you will still obediently tell me the truth," the old man in the white robe said plainly.
The white-robed old man said indifferently. He had seen many stubborn people before, but no matter who they were, they would obediently submit to him in the end when they landed in his hands.
"I can tell you, but you must immediately give the order to stop the killing of the ancient martial art practitioners in the series of the three big mountain ranges," Wang Yinru said with a flicker in her eyes.
"Do you think you are qualified to negotiate with me?" The old man in the white robe laughed coldly.
"In the series of the three big mountain ranges, only I know where the sect leader is. If I die, you will not be able to find him in a short period of time."
Wang Yinru laughed mockingly. Although she didn't know what the purpose of the old man in the white robe was, she knew that he was not interested in the Dafang Sect, but Mo Wen. Otherwise, he wouldn't keep asking about Mo Wen's whereabouts.
"Since you want to die, I will grant you your wish …" The old man in the white robe's face turned gloomy.
The white-robed elder's expression darkened. He would never negotiate with his captives, especially those who dared to threaten him.
"Are you looking for me?"
Just as the old man in the white robe was preparing to use his methods to make Wang Yinru wish she was dead, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded. At first, it was still far away, but when it fell into his ears, it seemed to be right in front of him.
The old man in the white robe stopped what he was doing. A glint of light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly looked towards the horizon. His pupils constricted, and the clothes on his body fluttered even though there was no wind. That person's tone … Could he be the Dafang Sect's sect leader? The successor of the Ming Cult!
In mid-air, a faint golden light flashed, and a faint silhouette appeared in everyone's sight.
Almost everyone's gaze subconsciously looked towards the direction of the voice, especially those ancient martial art practitioners in the series of the three big mountain ranges. Their eyes were filled with anticipation. (To be continued.)
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