The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple-Chapter 889 - 283: Old Man

Master Yuheng stared intently at the frame, his Divine Sense surging in like a tide, only to touch an empty void.

The figure that should have been trapped in the Karmic Fire had completely disappeared!

Master Lingxu and Dubhe were taken aback, almost simultaneously rushing forward to investigate.

Yet, in reality, there was nothing inside.

"Impossible, I just felt it!" Dubhe quickly said.

Master Lingxu’s throat moved up and down, and he said, "Could it be... completely refined?"

Every disciple of the Taiqing Sect has a Soul Lamp. If Zhou Qing’s soul were truly scattered, they would definitely notice.

Thinking about the furious wrath that might erupt when Cao Zhengyang and the others learn of this, the three felt a chill down their spines.

By that time, it would truly become a matter of life and death!

Master Yuheng furrowed his brows, suppressing his panic: "Don’t scare yourself! I haven’t fully mastered this frame yet, maybe it’s..."

Before he could finish, he felt that this excuse was weak and unconvincing.

If it wasn’t completely refined, how could Zhou Qing, a mid-stage Divinity Transformation cultivator, suddenly vanish without a trace?

After all, since obtaining this item, he had tested its power.

It seemed to have an invisible flame within that could burn the sea of consciousness like a shadow until the Primordial Spirit shattered.

But he had entered it himself, and generally speaking, persisting for an hour should not be a problem.

However, his own cultivation was at Divinity Transformation Realm Perfection, his sea of consciousness far more vast than Zhou Qing’s, allowing him to last longer.

But Zhou Qing’s cultivation is far beneath his. Could it be that he was truly refined?

The three of them exchanged glances, the air seemingly frozen.

In the distance, countless disciples were hastily repairing the mountain gate, with urgent shouts and the clashing of Magical Artifacts echoing, the sense of urgency making the three feel a rush of anxiety.

Suddenly, Master Yuheng gritted his teeth, a fierce light flashing in his eyes: "I’ll go in and take a look!"

His hands quickly formed a sealing gesture, and with a thought, the runes on the frame’s surface flashed intensely, expanding suddenly to a person’s height.

Dark red light swirled like a vortex, and his figure flickered, plunging into it without hesitation.

...

The moment Master Yuheng stepped into the frame’s fragments, before he could even extend his Divine Sense to investigate, a chilling sense of danger pressed down from above.

As he looked up, his pupils contracted sharply.

He saw an enormous Blood Phoenix bearing an unprecedented terrifying aura coming straight at him.

Everywhere it passed, the surroundings were directly torn into pitch-black fissures.

The entire space groaned under the unbearable pressure.

"No, no, no—" Master Yuheng’s face was full of despair, his screams drowned out in the roaring of an Inscription Level Divine Technique.

...

Zhou Qing staggered, his vision darkening.

Ignoring everything else, he quickly drew the reserve Spiritual Power from the golden blossom, bringing a slight warmth to his exhausted meridians.

Then, he forced himself to keep standing, eyes full of expectation as he looked towards the fold.

This was his all-out gamble, to succeed or die trying.

Suddenly, the space fold flashed with light, and Master Yuheng’s figure emerged.

He looked bewildered, as if still processing what had happened. Then his pupils widened dramatically, his expression turning to terror.

But in the end...

The last expression Zhou Qing saw was impossible, as three scarlet beams of light fiercely struck the fold and approached him.

It was truly a case of arriving in the nick of time.

With a thunderous roar, the Karmic Fire prison was torn open, creating a crack about ten feet wide, and the outside light poured in directly through the crevice.

Zhou Qing beamed with joy, grabbing the fallen Storage Bag beside him, then transformed into a streak of light, speeding out through the crack.

To the outside!

Master Lingxu and Dubhe were anxiously watching the frame, their palms sweating.

Heaven forbid it gets refined, otherwise, they couldn’t imagine the crazy revenge Taiqing Sect would unleash next.

Suddenly, the frame shook violently, the runes on the surface flickering madly, and a dazzling golden light burst forth from it.

The two instinctively retreated, and as the light faded, they saw a figure with flapping golden wings standing before them.

The trio exchanged glances, momentarily unsure of how to react.

Zhou Qing, his eyes like lightning, quickly scanned the surroundings, confirming that he was no longer on the battlefield outside the mountain gate. He grabbed the frame floating beside him.

Then he raised a middle finger at the two: "Is that it? You’re nothing!"

Not waiting for their reaction, he flickered away, speeding towards the damaged mountain gate.

"Stop, stop him!" Master Lingxu and Dubhe finally snapped back to reality, their faces turning pale.

They shouted and chased after him, continually mobilizing disciples to block his path.

Though they didn’t know what had happened, Zhou Qing absolutely must not escape right now.

Otherwise, they’d lose their only leverage, spelling the end for Phecda Sect.

But with two versus eight brutal battles and the drain from maintaining the frame, catching the Zhou Qing who had mastered the Emperor’s Brilliance Scripture was simply impossible.

And they were not far from the mountain gate, the many disciples unaware of the unfolding events.

After all, their attention was entirely focused ahead.

But a few early-stage Divinity Transformation Elders heard the desperate shouts of the two Supreme Elders.

Turning their heads, they saw the familiar golden-winged figure rapidly approaching, and immediately joined forces to summon the Stellar Chains in an attempt to intercept him.