Chapter 1171: Chapter 1171: Ambushed
"Master Ancestor, look..."
Lin Zimu looked at the devastation all around with no one in sight, and couldn’t help but start to worry.
The disciples tasked with descending the mountain were all formidable Inner Sect Disciples of the Ancient Abyss Sect, some even reaching the early stages of Foundation Establishment.
Now they were either dead, or missing without a trace, their lives uncertain.
Lin Zimu was usually a gentle-natured person, never provoking others or bullying the weak. But this time, it crossed his line.
Yang Yan glanced at Lin Zimu and the other disciples nearby, his eyes flickering with a cold light.
This attack was undoubtedly aimed at the Ancient Abyss Sect.
The lives of others might not matter much to Yang Yan, but his own people were also missing from this trial, so he must avenge them.
The only thing that comforted him was the faint presence of the four women, indicating they were still alive.
However, their presence was clearly intentionally sealed, preventing him from locating them.
"Yizheng Sect again! They really seem tired of living and want me to send them off."
Hearing Yang Yan’s voice, practically gnashing his teeth, the disciples’ hearts filled with determination.
Each of them secretly vowed to avenge their tragically fallen fellow disciples!
The scene shifts to Zhuge Wushuang and others, who were gravely injured while fighting in the enemy’s Celestial Net, but they persisted through sheer willpower.
They knew very well that once they stopped resisting and refused to cooperate, death would be their only outcome.
Surrendering was impossible, absolutely impossible.
Better to fight with all they had than resign to fate.
The people of Yizheng Sect, Biluo Sect, and Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers were still in a tug-of-war with Ancient Abyss Sect, with flashes of Spiritual Treasures and dazzling techniques adding to the chaos.
"Hahaha! Hasn’t your Ancient Abyss Sect always looked down on us Yizheng Sect? Now that you’re in our hands, why not just surrender obediently?"
This ambush was led by the very powerful Elder Lu Wen of Yizheng Sect.
At this moment, the disciples of Ancient Abyss Sect and Xiaocao, their eyes bloodshot, wished to flay them alive to vent their resentment.
"Heaven and Earth Staff! One weapon can shatter ten thousand techniques. Kill them for me!"
With a loud shout, amidst the swirling dust and sand, a terrifyingly glowing staff flew into the air.
The surrounding trees and leaves rustled loudly.
Already gravely injured, the faces of the Ancient Abyss Sect disciples were filled with despair.
Would they really lose their lives here today?
They certainly weren’t willing to let their lives be taken by such lowly individuals.
"You dare, impudent scoundrel, prepare to die swiftly."
With an angry shout, Yang Yan rushed in with the Star Night Sword.
Seeing Xiaocao and the other four in such dire straits, his eyes blazed with fiery anger.
If this anger could take form, Liu Xi, Lu Wen, and others would have been reduced to ashes already.
With a flick of the wrist, Star Night sword clashed fiercely with the Heaven and Earth Staff, sending out blinding sparks and a tidal wave of energy.
The storm from the energy wave obliterated everything in its path, and the nearest Yizheng Sect disciples, unable to dodge in time, were all knocked to the ground.
Lu Wen, holding the Heaven and Earth Staff, found his hand trembling uncontrollably, eyes wide with shock.
Was this still human strength?!
Although the power of Star Night Sword was suppressed by the Heavenly Dao here, it was still formidable when fully unleashed.
Amongst the wails of pain around, Lu Wen and Liu Xi’s expressions shifted repeatedly, thrilling to behold.
"Hmph!"
Yang Yan let out a cold snort, the Star Night Sword in his hand shone brightly, occasionally bursting with countless sword qi that seemed tangible.
In an instant, Yang Yan seemed like a Sword God descending to the world, flying into the remnants of the Yizheng Sect formation left in the storm!
Lu Wen’s eyes turned sinister.
With a flicker, he suddenly appeared in front of Yang Yan, swinging the staff mercilessly at his head!
Yang Yan chuckled lightly, vanished into thin air, dodging the attack, and reappeared in his original spot.
As Lu Wen’s move failed, Yang Yan took advantage, slashing at his legs with his sword.
Realizing the danger, Lu Wen hastily altered his staff’s trajectory, barely managing to block just in time.
Boom!
Weapons clashed again with a thunderous boom, sending Lu Wen flying like a broken kite.
Yang Yan made no move to pursue, but instead flashed to Gongsun Ruyan and the others.
His appearance caused those Yizheng Sect experts planning a sneak attack, hoping to catch Yang Yan distracted, to abruptly halt.
They were keenly aware each of them was locked by Yang Yan’s terrifying aura, fear they would become sword fodder in a single move.
"This young man is no simple character, killing so many of us just like that."
Finally recovering from shock, Liu Xi used Secret Transmission to speak to Lu Wen, who had been knocked to the ground.
"Elder Liu, what if we could recruit him to our side?"
Wiping blood from his mouth with his sleeve, Lu Wen’s eyes glinted with a strange light.
"You think that’s possible?" Liu Xi shook his head, doubting Lu Wen’s suggestion.
Undeterred, Lu Wen continued: "With his talent, if we provide better cultivation conditions? People always aspire for greater heights. It’s a matter of what we’re willing to pay."
Liu Xi, swayed a bit, pondered before nodding: "Then perhaps we can proceed this way..."
Hearing the plan, Lu Wen exclaimed joyfully: "Truly, the older, the wiser! I am in awe."
Liu Xi smiled wryly: "We are all in the same boat, after all."
While the two plotted secretly, Zhuge Wushuang and others couldn’t help but tear up looking at Yang Yan.
"My king, you’ve come."
Gongsun Ruyan, the least injured, spoke first, joy in her voice.
"Are you all okay?" Yang Yan asked as he looked at Gongsun Ruyan and the others, forcing a smile.
He knew that if he had been just a bit later, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Though the four women were strong, they were outmatched against the well-selected elders of these sects.
"We’re fine, my king."
Gongsun Ruyan smiled faintly, speaking softly.
At the onset, they might have escaped Lu Wen and company if they had fought with all their might.
But, with other Ancient Abyss Sect disciples around, they missed the best chance to escape, falling into an impossible situation.
"Do you take me for blind? Such heavy injuries, do you think I can’t see?"
Yang Yan couldn’t help but feel angry at their words.
He understood their stubborn nature best, unyielding to the point of death.
Clearly on the brink of death, yet they claimed nothing was wrong?!
