469 Return to the Sec (2/2)

”I will say it again. Leave now, and you will avoid death. Only then will I let bygones be bygones.” The voice of the old man in the white robe echoed throughout the public square.

Although he had killed many people, his people were also dying constantly. After all, there were more than ten ancient martial arts sects in the series of the three big mountain ranges. With so many martial arts practitioners, he couldn't have killed all of them. By the time he would have killed all of them, more than half of his people would have been dead!

Many martial arts practitioners in the series of the three big mountain ranges began to have cold feet, which made them instantly think of retreating. After all, this opposing group of people were just too terrifying. If this slaughtering continued, they might all be killed!

This kind of fight was not mainly dependent on numbers, as only the martial arts practitioners in the Qi Nucleation realm were qualified to participate. Although there were many martial arts practitioners in the Qi Nucleation in the series of the three big Mountain ranges, there was a limit to how many could join the fighting, too.

At that moment, Hu Tianfeng flew backwards, his entire body covered with blood and his face as pale as a sheet. Now, among the other two who had collaborated with him, one was dead and the other one was severely injured.

Those martial arts practitioners at the acme of the Embryonic Breathing realm were too frightening! In fact, they didn't seem to be normal martial arts practitioners at all!

Many of the martial arts practitioners of the small sects were completely scared out of their wits. Now that the strongest martial arts practitioners of the four big influences had been defeated, everyone felt hopeless.

Some of the martial arts practitioners, not caring too much about the thousand years of peace treaty, escaped frantically. After all, if they could possibly avoid death, nobody was willing to wait around and die!

Wang Yinru's face paled as she was working with the other few martial arts practitioners in the Embryonic Breathing realm to attack the martial arts practitioner at the acme of the Embryonic Breathing realm. After Hu Tianfeng had been defeated, she could only lead the others to replace the practitioners that she had lost. Otherwise, they would attack those martial arts practitioners in the lower cultivation stages, which would cause the situation to become uncontrollable.

However, in terms of the strength of the top level, their ranks in the series of the three big mountain ranges were too weak and they were too far off from their opponent's. Originally, the Jiang Clan's Patriarch was able to handle the situation alone, but after Mo Wen had killed all of the people in the Jiang Clan, the influence of the Dafang Sect had almost dwindled by half. At this moment, Mo Wen was not in the sect, so the strength of the Dafang Sect was far weaker than the other three big influences' strengths.

What should we do now? Wang Yinru was secretly anxious, as she had never expected such a big problem to occur after Mo Wen had given the management of the sect to her less than a month ago. If the Dafang Sect is destroyed, how will I be able to face him?

”I would like to know where exactly is your Dafang Sect's young Sect Leader. You are the Acting Sect Leader, shouldn't you know?” A white figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, the old man in the white robe appeared beside Wang Yinru.

As he waved his hand, a terrifying Inner Qi sealed the surrounding space and constrained Wang Yinru. Then, his figure flashed again and he brought Wang Yinru out of the fighting ground and into a vacant land.

”Old fellow, you have a lot of problems!” Wang Yinru bawled. At that moment, a cold Qi fluctuated and transformed into a Cold Ice Palm, which hit aggressively towards the old man in the white robe.

”You have overestimated yourself!” The old man in the white robe laughed coldly, while his hand smacked casually, smashing the Cold Ice Palm into pieces.

Then, his palm extended forward to disperse the Cold Ice Domain, which was wrapped around Wang Yinru. He then grabbed her shoulder and pinned her down instantly.

”Tell me where your Sect Leader is, or die!” the old man in the white robe said stoically.

”Old fellow, do you actually think that I will tell you?” Wang Yinru struggled for a while, but couldn't get out of the old man's grip. His hand was like a mountain, which pressed on her without moving.

”You are challenging my patience. I have a thousand ways of making your life a living hell! In the end, you will still tell me the truth obediently, so why wait?” The old man in white robe asked indifferently.

After all, he had seen many stubborn people, who were reluctant to admit defeat. However, regardless of who they were, once they were in his hands, they all eventually gave in!

”I can tell you, but you have to stop the massacre in the series of the three big mountain ranges immediately!” Wang Yinru uttered, while a radiance flashed in her eyes.

”You think that you are qualified to negotiate with me?” the old man in white robe asked her.

”In the series of the three big mountain ranges, I am the only one who knows the whereabouts of the Sect Leader. If I were to die, it would be impossible for you to find him in a short period of time,” Wang Yinru said with a mocking smile.

Although she didn't know this old man in the white robe's motives, she knew that he was not interested in the Dafang Sect, but was really interested in Mo Wen. Otherwise, he wouldn't be constantly asking about Mo Wen's whereabouts!

”Since you obviously want to die, I will fulfill your wish…” The old man in the white robe's face turned gloomy. He had never negotiated with a hostage before, especially one who dared to threaten him!

”Are you looking for me?” Just when the old man in the white robe was preparing to use some tactics that would make Wang Yinru's life a living hell, a nonchalant voice was suddenly heard. At first, it sounded far away, but by the time it reached their ears, it seemed to be very close.

The old man in the white robe paused instantly, while a radiance flashed in his eyes. As he looked into the horizon, his pupils constricted and he wondered…

That person's tone... Can he really be the Sect Leader of the Dafang Sect? The successor of the Ming Cult?

A dim golden light flashed in the air as a figure appeared in front of everyone. Everyone's eyes subconsciously focused towards the source of that voice, especially the martial arts practitioners in the series of the three big mountain ranges. The figure's appearance had clearly brought them some hope.