Ye Lin stepped on Evil Slayer, Chu Xue held Yuan Li's small hand and stood behind him, while Wu Xin followed beside Ye Lin. The four of them walked together towards Tian Yan Sect.
Ye Lin now felt not the slightest bit of disdain for this little girl.
This little girl's future achievements were destined to be great.
"We're here."
Chu Xue softly uttered two words, and Ye Lin stopped, looking at the huge Sect gate before them.
At this moment, the Sect gate above was dilapidated, and on the ground, lay a broken half of a plaque, from which the words Tian Yan could faintly be seen.
Seeing this, Chu Xue looked anxious and pulled Yuan Li, walking towards the interior of Tian Yan Sect.
Ye Lin and Wu Xin exchanged glances and followed behind Chu Xue.
Given this situation, Tian Yan Sect was probably...
...
At the same time, within Tian Yan Sect, a white-bearded old man, exuding the aura of a Nascent Soul Peak Stage, looked gravely at the Five Venerables, who were also Nascent Soul Peak Stage Great Cultivators, before him.
Behind him stood a group of terrified Disciples.
"Whitebrow, your Disciple harbored a Demonic Body. You are an elder, and you know what a Demonic Body signifies."
"Your Tian Yan Sect knew but did not report it; this is a grave offense. Now, it has provoked the joint Subjugation of the ten great Sects surrounding us. Today, will be the day your Tian Yan Sect is annihilated."
"Considering our past friendship, I can give you three spots. You can choose any three Disciples from behind you, and I can let them live."
"Remember, you can only choose Disciples, not anyone with whom you share a Bloodline."
In the sky, one of the Five Nascent Soul Peak Stage Cultivators looked down at Whitebrow, his expression arrogant, and he laughed loudly.
"Hahaha, you people are truly regressing. A Demonic Body, she is just a child, a child! Just because of a Demonic Body, you have mobilized such a large force."
"What danger can a child pose? If guided properly, given time, this child could very well become one of the pillars of our Human Race."
"And your notions are far too old. In the historical records of Demonic Bodies causing chaos, has any of you ever cared about the life of a Demonic Body?"
"They are born to be reviled by everyone, thus they resent the Human Race. How can one not hate in such a situation?"
"Ultimately, you are just afraid, afraid."
Hearing this, Whitebrow laughed heartily.
These people before him, under the guise of being for the Human Race, were in fact, already afraid.
The Demonic Body had already remembered them. With the Demonic Body's growth rate, in less than three years, these people would surely die.
"Whitebrow, do not be arrogant. I will give you one last chance."
Seeing this, another Nascent Soul Stage Great Cultivator sternly rebuked him.
"Children, are you afraid?"
Whitebrow stroked his white beard, looking at the surviving Disciples of Tian Yan Sect behind him.
Now, the Tian Yan Sect Sect Master and the various Elders had fallen in battle, leaving only himself and these innocent Disciples.
And his personal Disciple, Chu Xue, now seemed to be in grave danger. Tian Yan Sect was almost destroyed, and his own survival held no value.
He had lived long enough anyway. As long as these innocent children before him did not wish to die, then even if it meant sacrificing his old life, he had to escort them out.
"Old Ancestor, I am not afraid. Ever since I entered Tian Yan Sect, my Senior Brother treated me like a blood brother. Now that my Senior Brothers have fallen in battle, I do not wish to live ignobly. I want to avenge my Senior Brothers."
"Old Ancestor, I am not afraid either. At worst, it's just death."
"Old Ancestor, to live in this world, if one cannot act on one's grievances, then living has no meaning."
"Old Ancestor, I am not afraid either. If I leave now, I fear I will never be able to advance further in this life. It's better to die, and die with dignity."
With someone taking the lead, the other Disciples responded one after another, raising their weapons, their eyes filled with determination.
They were all prepared for death.
And the Five Nascent Souls in the sky, seeing this scene, were filled with emotion.
The cohesion of Tian Yan Sect was truly strong.
However, such a Sect could not be allowed to remain.
"Good, good, good, you are all good children. Believe me, someone will avenge us."
Looking at the Disciples before him, Whitebrow's eyes welled up with tears as he stroked his beard and exclaimed "Good" three times.
"Old... Old Ancestor, I still have an unmarried wife down the mountain. I cannot die. Please, Old Ancestor, escort me out."
"Old Ancestor, the three of us are together. We are getting married together in a month. Please, Old Ancestor, grant us this."
"Old Ancestor, me too."
Just then, three Foundation Establishment Initial Stage Disciples squeezed out from the crowd, looking at Whitebrow with evasive eyes.
"It's alright, I don't blame you. Go."
Whitebrow didn't care much, merely waving his sleeve.
"Thank you, Old Ancestor. In the future, when my cultivation is complete, I guarantee I will avenge everyone."
"Me too."
With that said, the three left Tian Yan Sect under everyone's gaze.
Watching their retreating figures, Whitebrow stroked his beard, his eyes flickering.
Everyone from Tian Yan Sect must die.
The principle of letting a tiger return to the mountains is known even by three-year-olds. The person in the sky said what he did simply to toy with him.
After all, a sworn enemy with whom one has battled for a thousand years is now about to die by one's hand; how could one not collect some interest?
"Whitebrow, it seems you have made your choice."
Watching the three Disciples leave, one of the Nascent Soul Stage Great Cultivators said with a smile.
"Five Nascent Soul Peaks? Are you truly that confident?"
Whitebrow snorted coldly, holding a large saber.
He had reached his current stage by killing his way through, one saber stroke at a time.
Such a situation was not enough to render him completely powerless to fight.
"Since you want to die, then kill."
With a cold snort from Whitebrow, the remaining seven Golden Core Stage Disciples behind him rushed out, and a Formation instantly appeared, trapping one Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator within it.
Whitebrow, meanwhile, charged with his saber towards the other four Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators.
The remaining Foundation Establishment and Qi Training Stage Cultivators followed the footsteps of the seven Golden Core Stage Disciples, jointly besieging that Nascent Soul Stage Great Cultivator.
Boom, boom, boom.
In the sky, loud noises occasionally resounded. Whitebrow alone fought against four Nascent Souls.
Boom.
A few minutes later, with a loud bang, a figure fell from the sky. Whitebrow's body slammed heavily onto the ground.
Immediately, the surrounding earth collapsed, and he clutched his chest, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
"Foolish, do you truly think you are still in your youth? Truly ridiculous."
A cold voice came from the sky.
On the other side, the trapped Nascent Soul Stage Great Cultivator roared, and the entire Formation instantly shattered.
The surrounding Disciples who were besieging and forming the Formation all flew into the sky, then fell heavily to the ground.
"A good Formation. If a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator had set it up, I would still need to expend some effort, but you all are too green."
The besieged Nascent Soul Stage Great Cultivator said coldly.
"Kill them all."
One of the Nascent Soul Stage Great Cultivators waved his hand, and from the shadows, countless Cultivators rushed out, charging towards these Tian Yan Sect Disciples.
They were all Disciples from other Sects.
Watching the Disciples from other Sects charging towards them, the Tian Yan Sect Disciples clutched their chests, wanting to struggle, but in their current state, even moving was a luxury.