The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple-Chapter 886 - 282: Is This an Extreme Dao Weapon? How Is That Possible! (6k)_2
Cao Zhengyang and the others finally realized the situation here, their expressions suddenly changing, they all stopped.
"Master Yuheng, you old codger!" Cao Zhengyang’s eyes widened in anger, spiritual power surging around him: "If you have the guts, come at me! What’s the point in taking hostages to threaten us?"
"Guts?" Master Yuheng sneered, "In this survival-of-the-fittest Cultivation Realm, the king’s path is being able to stay alive! Withdraw all your people, or else..."
His wrist trembled slightly, and the frame of the mirror was instantly squeezed, making a creaking sound.
"Brother Zhou!"
"Old Fourth!"
Lu Yaoyao and Yan Xiaohu, who were fighting others, saw this and rushed over, shouting anxiously.
Master Lingxu and Dubhe, their robes tattered and blood at the corners of their mouths, could no longer contain their mirth after seeing Master Yuheng succeed as expected, leaning back and laughing painfully.
Master Lingxu, leaning on his broken long halberd, staggered and shoved aside the disciples near him, hoarsely saying, "Well done, Brother Yuheng!"
Dubhe further retreated and sat slumped on the shattered star array, panting heavily; indeed, even though skillful, facing eight opponents is too much.
"That’s your Taiqing Sect’s future Junior Sect Leader. If you don’t want him dead, withdraw your troops immediately!" Master Lingxu shouted hoarsely.
Another Master Yuheng who was fighting with Cao Zhengyang flickered to the side, slowly merging with the one holding the mirror frame.
This made his previously pale face a bit more rosy.
At this moment, the disciples of the Phecda Sect burst into thunderous cheers, their previously wavering morale skyrocketing instantly.
The resounding cries of "Elder Yuheng is mighty" reverberated across the battlefield.
Cao Zhengyang and the others were completely frozen in place, their aura gradually fading, the expressions of the twenty Divinity Transformation Realm Perfection experts became solemn, exchanging glances full of unwillingness.
They truly underestimated, thinking that their twenty-four would entangle the three elders of the Phecda Sect, leaving the rest inconsequential.
Unexpectedly, Master Yuheng was so cunning and shameless enough to strike a junior with such treachery.
Yet they would rather forsake the Phecda Sect than jeopardize Zhou Qing’s safety.
"Tell everyone to cease the attack," Cao Zhengyang said grimly.
Everyone retreated swiftly, without the slightest hesitation.
Then, his gaze, like a sharp blade, pierced towards Master Yuheng: "You want to negotiate? Then we’ll negotiate. But until I see Zhou Qing safe, any conditions are just empty talk."
Master Yuheng laughed heartily, though his heart was wildly delighted.
It turned out Zhou Qing truly was everyone’s lifeline, and this time it was a winning bet.
Then he said, "That’s a given, but what terms exactly, we’ll think slowly, won’t we?"
As he said this, he exchanged glances with Master Lingxu and Dubhe, and the three of them retreated a few steps in unison, instantly transforming into streaks of light that flew into the sect.
Along the way, Phecda Sect disciples formed arrays to block them, ensuring their cover.
"Everyone, listen to the order!" As soon as Master Yuheng landed, he shouted like a bell.
"All disciples immediately retreat, assist the elders in repairing the remnants of the Sect Protection Array, Nascent Soul Stage disciples, form a patrol team, closely monitor surrounding movements!"
Although shocked and unsettled, the Phecda Sect disciples swiftly sprang into action, quickly converging towards the mountain gate.
On the other side, Cao Zhengyang watched the three disappear into the sect, his eyes growing colder.
"Send orders to encircle the entire Phecda Sect, not a single fly is allowed out!"
He then added, "Closely monitor surrounding movements, prevent reinforcements from other forces."
As his words fell, the disciples of both sects swiftly dispersed, and the battle ships recalibrated their formations, surrounding the Phecda Sect tightly.
"Everyone——" Cao Zhengyang glanced at the Peak Masters and then headed towards a flying ship to discuss strategy.
Yun Jing and the others originally wanted to follow, but since Cao Zhengyang didn’t call them, they could only look at each other, staying in place, on guard.
Lu Yaoyao stood at the edge of the crowd, eyes red, hands tightly clenched, her gaze fixed on the direction of the Phecda Sect, wishing she could immediately rush in and rescue Zhou Qing.
While she was anxiously worried, Li Daoxuan quietly approached her, gently patting her shoulder.
"Sister, don’t worry too much. Brother Zhou is blessed with good fortune and won’t be in trouble."
Lu Yaoyao, however, was full of helplessness, her lips trembling slightly.
She kept telling herself that her father is destined to tread upon the Demon Emperor’s realm, how could he fall in this small Phecda Sect?
But, there are too many variables in this world, who can guarantee no accidents will happen?
Some things might change because of her presence.
"But... but they’re so insidious, what if..." Lu Yaoyao hesitated.
"No, it won’t happen." Li Daoxuan said firmly, "The Sect Leader and all the elders are here, they’ll think of a way. What we need to do now is trust them."
Meanwhile, Mo Xingjian, whose face was hard to look at, was about to join the strategy discussion when he saw Yan Xiaohu’s eyes flashing with struggle.
His feet unconsciously moving forward, a stance ready to rush out at any moment.
Mo Xingjian’s brow furrowed, he said coldly, "Get back here! Don’t cause trouble!"
Being yelled at like that by Mo Xingjian, Yan Xiaohu, who initially wanted to sneak into the Phecda Sect, was full of reluctance but ultimately returned dejectedly.
He muttered under his breath, "I just wanted to try..."
...
At this moment, inside the Phecda Sect, Master Yuheng’s fingertips slightly trembled, cold sweat slipping along his jawline into his collar.
He strained to maintain the last thread of spiritual power fluctuation, and forcefully shoved the fiery mirror frame towards Master Lingxu.
After all, maintaining this thing is extremely draining on spiritual power, and the three had to take turns.
