Half-saint Withered Grass's mouth trembled, and he smiled bitterly.
Just now, he was too worried that his Master would meet with misfortune, so he rushed up as soon as the sect protecting grand array was broken. If he had waited until Gu Xuan was free to come in with him, he would not have ended up in this situation where he could neither advance nor retreat.
Gu Xuan's boat slowly floated to Half-saint Withered Grass's side.
Half-saint Withered Grass and the other young disciples were only left with their heads above the water.
"Hurry up and grab the boat."
Gu Xuan held his chin and stared at the Yellow Spring Swamp.
Half-saint Withered Grass and the other disciples quickly reached out and grabbed the edge of the boat.
Beneath the ground, a wild laughter could be heard.
"Who are you? Looks like you have some skills. In my Yellow Springs Swamp, it's reasonable to say that everything should sink.
How can your flying boat not sink? But you're too naive if you want to save them. I'm afraid you'll get yourself into trouble! "
Gu Xuan's lips curled up.
"I'll let you live a little longer. Don't be so arrogant.
Otherwise, I don't mind being even more arrogant than you. "
A light flashed in Gu Xuan's eyes. His eyes, one black and one white, flashed away.
At the same time, he used his soul power to explore the swamp.
This swamp was not a normal technique of the Burning Sky Continent.
Even if Gu Xuan were to create such a swamp, he would not be able to do it so cleanly and neatly, to the point where it could pass off as genuine.
Things created by techniques were always traceable. They would contain the aura of the person who used the technique, as well as rich energy.
But the Yellow Spring Swamp was like a real swamp. If it were not for someone talking down there, it would be no different from a natural swamp.
"Eh? What's going on? "
At the bottom of the swamp, the originally arrogant voice suddenly became surprised.
No matter how hard he tried, he could not pull Half-saint Withered Grass down.
The boat was like a stabilizing needle. It floated above the swamp and supported everyone. It did not sink even a little.
Outside the mountain gate.
"Ha-ha-ha, a bunch of trash. How dare you fight me?"
The Blood Ancestor grinned and stretched out his claws. A few pieces of cloth fell from his hands.
The dozen or so Half-Saints who had besieged him had all been reduced to pieces.
However, the number of enemies before it continued to increase.
Another three to four hundred martial practitioners surrounded him.
However, these martialists didn't act rashly. They all stared at the Blood Ancestor as though he was a monster.
They had never seen such a ferocious beast that was not afraid of any attacks.
Even if it was chopped into countless pieces, it could still be restored.
Even if there was only a drop of blood left, it could be reborn.
Originally, a Half-Saint with a sealing sword had already sealed it.
However, a drop of blood floated out of nowhere and instantly transformed into the Blood Ancestor's original appearance.
The Half-Saint holding the sealed sword didn't even have a chance to react before he was torn to pieces by the Blood Ancestor.
Everyone could see that the Blood Ancestor's attack wasn't that strong.
If it was a martial artist, then he would have died hundreds of times by now. He couldn't be more dead.
Unfortunately, he was not a martial artist.
Instead, it was a blood bat that couldn't be killed no matter how hard he tried.
In the face of such an enemy whose weakness they couldn't see, who would dare to act rashly?
The Blood Ancestor crossed its arms in front of its chest and gently flapped its huge wings.
"Since you're not going to act, I won't hold back."
Whoosh!
The Blood Ancestor jumped into the crowd of martial practitioners. Endless screams rang out.
In just a short while, ten Martial Emperors had been turned into dried corpses.
Hundreds of martial practitioners, including many Half-Saints, were all blocked by the Blood Ancestor. No one could enter Crimson Moon Mountain Gate through the main gate.
Of course, not all of the enemies wanted to enter through the main gate.
This was only one of the smaller waves of enemies.
In fact, at this moment, there was at least one wave of enemies advancing from all around Crimson Moon Mountain Gate.
Crimson Moon Mountain Gate was a second-rate force among the hidden forces. All the disciples had their own dignity. Naturally, they wouldn't just sit and wait for death.
All the disciples who had reached the Grandmaster Realm and above took the initiative to attack the enemies. With the help of the array restrictions, they temporarily blocked the enemies.
The disciples below the Grandmaster Realm were too weak. The timid ones went to the refuge of the mountain gate.
The bolder ones controlled all kinds of restrictions to kill the enemies or created traps to delay the enemies.
At the top of Weathermoon Peak was the core of Crimson Moon Mountain Gate.
There were stone halls built here.
The stone hall in the middle was also the most magnificent stone hall. It was the Crimson Moon Hall. It was like a forbidden area in Crimson Moon Mountain Gate.
Just a moment ago, before the protective array broke, a group of six people entered the Crimson Moon Hall after showing their waist tokens.
The inside and outside of the hall were in different spaces, as if they were two different worlds.
As soon as they entered the Crimson Moon Hall, a red moon hanging in the sky appeared in front of them.
In front of them were cave residences.
The cave residence in the middle was where the Sect Master lived.
"Junior Brother Qingsong, Junior Brother Fury, Junior Brother Withered Grass, come in quickly. Master's injury depends on the three alchemists you invited."
A man with a hideous scar on his face, his eyes full of expectation, welcomed the six people into the cave residence.
"Now that the enemy is attacking, the moment you stepped in here, our Crimson Moon Mountain Gate's protective array was broken.
The strength of the enemy is simply beyond our imagination. "
When the six people heard this, their eyes all revealed a look of surprise.
However, this surprise flashed by, and the scarred man did not notice.
"How is it possible? It was broken? It's not time yet? "
Qingsong suddenly muttered.
The scarred man asked doubtfully, "It's not time yet?"
Qingsong hurriedly explained, "What I mean is, our Crimson Moon Mountain Gate's protective array should have lasted a little longer. How could it be broken so quickly?"
The scarred man's eyes were full of worry.
"So, this is the most troublesome part. It can be seen how strong the enemy this time is.
If the problem with Master's body is not solved as soon as possible, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Crimson Moon Mountain Gate to survive this disaster. "
Qingsong said, "There's no time to lose. Let's go in quickly and let the three alchemists check on Master's injury quickly!"
"Yes, yes, please come in quickly!"
The scarred man made a gesture of inviting them in.
At this moment, halfway up the mountain.
Under the expectant and resentful gaze of Sage-to-be Withered Grass, Gu Xuan seemed to have finally observed enough.
"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.
Don't be so anxious. In fact, the reason why I didn't catch up with you immediately is that I just used my soul power to contact your Master.
Your Master will be fine for the time being. Don't worry. "
Gu Xuan transmitted his voice to Sage-to-be Withered Grass.
Sage-to-be Withered Grass was stunned, and only then did he let out a long breath.
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