"Why don't we leave..." The youths wanted to retreat.
After all, a few days ago, a senior brother of their Sect had gone in this direction during his exploration. But in the end, there was no news of him. And on their way here, they had seen the traces left behind by that senior brother. But in the end...
At this point, it came to an abrupt end.
"We really should leave. But we have to wait for a while, wait for the demon to completely retreat. Otherwise, if we go back now, we will only be like sheep in a tiger's den."
The youths sighed, grabbing the hilt of their swords, as if they wanted to see if they had completely recovered from the fear just now.
But at this time.
"Wait, why does it feel like the black fog in front has become thinner?"
Suddenly, the youths could not help but have a slight change in expression.
At this time, they were within the black fog. That misty substance gave them a gloomy and oppressive feeling. But they discovered that the further they went, the more the black fog seemed to become fainter!
"Indeed, I did not notice before, but this place seems to be much fainter than when we were over there..."
They looked at each other.
They all had a guess in their hearts.
Could it be...
They gathered their courage and continued forward. As expected, the black fog in front of them had been dispersed. This was a place that was exactly the same as their Sect, a place that had not been completely corroded by the black fog!
Their expressions were trembling.
"This..."
"Within the black fog, there really is another Sect! Then senior brother here, was he killed by a demon, or was he killed by a Sect here... apart from our Great Sun Sword Sect, there are other sects that still exist. "
Their expressions were grave.
If it was the former, then they could only say that they had accepted their fate. But if it was the latter... a declaration of war? Or what?
To see blood in such a state of black fog, the meaning was extraordinary...
After all, everyone's nerves were stretched to the extreme.
"Let's first find out information about this Sect, and see how their strength is... then we will report back to the Sect. Feng Yang, your movement technique is the best, go and find out."
A skinny man nodded his head slightly. When it came to movement techniques, his eyes unconsciously surged with a hint of confidence.
He had cultivated the Great Sun Sword Sect's Great Sun Stride to the peak. He had a natural talent for movement techniques, but the Great Sun Stride was only at the peak of the Spirit Level. Compared to the Pure Level movement technique, the difference was too great. And his biggest dream in this life was to step into the extreme realm of movement techniques!
He believed that he could definitely master Vanish.
Success or failure was only a matter of time.
"Go." The group of disciples nodded slightly. They were all hiding outside, allowing this youth named Qin Fengyang to scout for information.
"Be careful. If there's any news, inform us immediately using spirit jades."
Qin Fengyang nodded. "Alright, no problem. By the way, do you guys feel anything? I keep having this weird feeling. It's like there's always a sense of dread in my heart. This feeling is even stronger than when the demon was chasing us."
"Is there?"
"Well, that means no."
Qin Fengyang muttered before turning around and disappearing.
In a place where they couldn't see, there seemed to be a shadow flashing past.
...
The sky was just beginning to brighten. As the Small Hidden Scripture Pavilion was a newly cultivated place, a large group of disciples had arrived in the early morning. Some began to count sword techniques, while others were patrolling.
"Strange, why do I feel like something suddenly rushed past? Did you guys see it?"
At this moment, a disciple suddenly looked behind him strangely and couldn't help but shrink his neck.
"No, you must be mistaken."
The surrounding Daro Kenshū Sect disciples looked at him strangely.
"Are you in a trance? I remember last week, Eldest Senior Brother was asking around if there were any chickens. I felt that something was wrong. Is there some internal information in the Sect that I don't know? Tell me, are you looking for chickens?"
The disciple had a strange expression. "Are you serious?"
"Bullshit, who would ask about chickens if they're serious?"
The group of disciples jested.
At this moment, Qin Fengyang's eyes were filled with disdain.
Most of these disciples were only in the Heaven Aperture Realm.
He looked around, and it seemed that there was only one disciple in the Qi Remembrance Realm.
"This Sect seems very weak, but they seem to have control of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion. There should be many sword techniques inside. If we can swallow them, the overall strength of the Great Sun Sword Sect will increase greatly."
And it seemed that this Sword Sect wasn't very strong.
Wait! From what they said, this seemed to be a branch of the Daro Kenshū Sect?
Then they should have a part of the Daluo Sword Manual, right?
At the thought of the Daluo Sword Manual, even though he knew that it was incomplete, a hint of greed appeared in his eyes.
He took out a piece of lustrous jade.
He rubbed it a few times on it.
This thing was called a spirit jade.
It could be said to be the only method of communication in the black fog.
By rubbing it with a special method and injecting spirit qi, one could create words on other people's spirit jades.
"This is actually a branch of the Daro Kenshū Sect? And it doesn't seem to be very strong. There are very few disciples in the Qi Remembrance Realm … "
At this moment, the expressions of the disciples waiting outside changed.
The Daro Kenshū Sect!
The Sword Sect that was filled with endless legends …
The Daluo Sword Manual with extreme attack …
And most importantly, under the corrosion of the black fog, this Sect wasn't very strong!
At least, when Qin Fengyang walked around the Sect, he didn't find any powerful Qi Remembrance Realm cultivators!
"Since that's the case, let's go in and take a look."
The group couldn't help but laugh.
"Where's Fengyang?"
"He's going deeper into the Sect to see if he can find anything. But he should know his limits and won't touch the place where the strongest cultivators in the Sect are. A dead camel is still bigger than a horse, so it's best to be careful."
…
Zhang Sanjian was sitting cross-legged in his room, recovering from his injuries.
Little did he know that there was a pair of eyes watching him from outside.
"So that's how it is. The strongest cultivator in the Daro Kenshū Sect should be this old man. His aura is extremely strong, like an abyss, but he seems to be heavily injured. This is a chance for the Great Sun Sword Sect!"
Outside the window, a figure seemed to be hiding in the shadows. There was no one around, and if one didn't walk very close, one wouldn't notice him.
This Qin Fengyang was indeed a genius in movement techniques!
But at this moment.
His pupils suddenly contracted and his face turned pale. Not good! I've been targeted!
He quickly disappeared from where he was, and then ran out in a frenzy. There was a forest adjacent to the black fog. He shuttled through it crazily, and his movement technique was pushed to the extreme. Every step he took caused golden ripples to spread out. His speed was extremely terrifying.
But there seemed to be a shadow behind him, chasing him relentlessly. The shadow's speed was neither fast nor slow, but it seemed to have stepped into his rhythm and didn't fall behind.
That feeling was like a mouse being played by a cat!
I've been targeted by something!
Qin Fengyang's eyes flickered. His eyes were filled with terror. His movement technique had been completely suppressed!
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