The Murong sisters had been locked up in the Sect's secret chamber for the past few days, carefully choosing their rewards. This was their reward for giving up the dragon puppet, so they could take it with a clear conscience.
After choosing their rewards, the five sisters cultivated together, not caring about what was happening outside. After all, it had nothing to do with them. Their husband had already foreseen that something like this might happen and had a plan to deal with it, so what was there to worry about?
Their comfortable cultivation was interrupted, and the five women instantly appeared in the hall where the dragon puppet was being refined. Looking at the scene in front of them, the five women had a shocked expression on their faces. What kind of spirit did the sect have? There were almost a hundred Grand Supreme Xuan Immortal experts and a hundred Heavenly Immortal experts here. What kind of scene was this?
"What's the process of refining the dragon puppet? Hurry up and tell us!" Yang Haoxuan could no longer care about anything else. When he saw the five women, he immediately shouted.
"It's just that it will consume a large amount of divine sense. The other disciples don't know either." Murong Han replied to Yang Haoxuan in a neither servile nor overbearing manner.
"Then what's the situation?" Yang Haoxuan pointed at the people in the formation and asked fiercely. The situation was urgent, and he had already lost his usual calmness.
"I don't know!" Murong Han didn't know anything, and the four women behind her kept shaking their heads, echoing Murong Han's answer.
Yang Haoxuan was almost angered to death by Murong Han's answer. Even at this moment, she still wanted to hold back? If it wasn't for the fact that the lives of his son and so many experts of the Sect were hanging by a thread, Yang Haoxuan almost couldn't help but attack the Murong sisters.
"You've refined it once, so how can you not know?" Elder Yang's tone was already a little exasperated, and his voice was so high that it sounded like he was shouting.
However, Elder Yang immediately realized that his attitude might not be amiable enough, so he immediately suppressed his anger. After calming his anger, he said in a pleasant tone, "I know that you were forced to hand over the magic treasure, but this matter concerns the survival of the Sect. You must not be impulsive. If you have any ideas, just tell us. If you want any rewards, just tell us!"
At this moment, he had to please the Murong sisters and tell them the solution, or else they would be doomed eternally. Elder Yang looked at Murong Han expectantly, waiting for her to speak.
"Elder, we really don't know what happened." Murong Han secretly rejoiced but she forced a smile and said, "When we're refining it, we don't have to worry about what happens outside. We just have to follow husband's instructions and send our divine sense in. Husband will take care of everything else. We sisters really don't know what to do now."
Fearing that Yang Haoxuan wouldn't believe him, he raised his right hand and said seriously, "If Elder Yang doesn't believe me, I can swear on my heart demon that I really don't know!"
The four women followed Murong Han's lead and swore the Great Heart Demon Oath as well. The Murong sisters really did not know what was needed for the refinement process. When they first broke the formation seal, they only followed Cheng Yi's instructions and sent their divine senses into the formation. They really did not know what exactly happened inside. Even if they swore a Great Heart Demon Oath, it would not affect them at all.
Since the Murong sisters had already sworn on their Great Heart Demons, Yang Haoxuan could only believe that they really did not know what had happened. This was really troublesome. So many experts and his son were going to die. His plan had instantly become a castle in the air.
Despair rose in Yang Haoxuan's heart. At this moment, he began to regret. If he knew that this dragon puppet was so difficult to refine, he would not have let his son take the risk. Actually, if one thought about it carefully, one would realize that if a Golden Immortal intermediate stage dragon puppet was really so easy to refine, wouldn't it be too easy for a Golden Immortal expert?
Unfortunately, Yang Haoxuan and Yang Zhisheng, who were driven by greed at that time, only saw the Murong sisters and Yang Chen, six Human Immortals, controlling the dragon puppet. They did not think further about the reason, nor did they understand that the Murong sisters' divine sense was already at the Xuan Immortal level. With the help of Yang Chen, they had almost unlimited divine sense. How could dozens of Xuan Immortals and hundreds of Heaven Immortals compare to them?
Elder Yang was helpless and could only watch as the experts of the Sect fell into depravity step by step. On the other side, Elder Feng also realized that they were in big trouble. He quickly released Sect Leader Cui and the others and brought them here.
After all, Sect Leader Cui had been in charge of the Sect for many years. He was experienced and knowledgeable. Perhaps he knew some high-level secrets that could solve the current predicament.
There were only a few experts left in the sect and they were all killed in one fell swoop. Sect Leader Cui almost fought with Yang Haoxuan and Elder Feng on the spot. Fortunately, as the Sect Leader, he couldn't just sit back and watch such a disaster happen to the sect. Hatefully, he let go of the dejected Elder Yang and questioned Elder Feng about the details.
At this moment, Elder Feng was no longer the high and mighty person who could decide the throne of the Sect Leader. In an instant, he had turned into an old servant who listened to the Sect Leader's words and answered everything in detail.
When he heard that all the experts within the array had been countered by the dragon puppet and their lives might even be in danger, Sect Leader Cui was so shocked that he could not care about anything else. He looked coldly at Elder Yang, who was like a drowning dog, and then turned to the Murong sisters.
Sect Leader Cui knew the crux of the matter. When he was listening to Elder Feng's narration, he heard Yang Chen's name and was full of admiration for Shao Wenxuan. Things were just as Shao Wenxuan expected. Yang Haoxuan and the others had offended Yang Chen and they would not have a good ending.
After all, he was the Sect Leader. No matter how much he hated Yang Haoxuan, he could not let so many experts of the Sect die with him. He could only look for the Murong sisters to think of a solution.
"Are you still able to control the puppet?" Sect Leader Cui looked for Murong Han the moment he spoke. Whoever started the trouble should end it. In the end, the Murong sisters would be the ones to solve the problem.
Elder Yang finally understood. Everything was because he and his son coveted the Murong sisters' transcendent artifact. Now that the Murong sisters were here, there might be a chance to turn the situation around.
Murong Han did not shirk the responsibility. She immediately instructed her sisters and everyone began to work together to control the dragon puppet.
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. When they were expecting a miracle, the miracle did not happen. The Murong sisters stopped their futile attempts. Murong Han shook her head at Sect Leader Cui, Elder Feng and Elder Yang, who were waiting anxiously, and said, "Disciple's divine sense imprint has been completely dispersed. There's no other way!"
Sect Leader Cui, Elder Feng and Elder Yang looked as though they had been sentenced to death. Their faces were ashen. A Grade 7 Xuan Immortal expert and even a Mid Heaven Immortal expert seemed to be unable to stand steadily.
"Sect Leader, Yang Chen from Chunyang Palace has paid a visit to the mountain!" Just when everyone was in complete despair, a disciple at the mountain gate suddenly reported. Immediately, everyone's souls were called back.
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