The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple

At this moment, Yan Chuan's face was already deathly pale, filled with immense horror.

He never expected that Gao Xuan would really dare to make a move against him, nor could he understand the true purpose behind his actions.

"Impudent! Are you so eager to provoke a war between the two sects? Gao Xuan, no, I should call you..."

However, before Yan Chuan could finish his words, Gao Xuan launched his attack first.

His figure moved like lightning, reaching Yan Chuan in the blink of an eye. With a sudden swing of his longsword, a black Sword Qi shot out like a dragon emerging from the sea, slashing fiercely towards Yan Chuan.

The Sword Qi tore through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound as if the air itself was being shredded.

At this moment, the spiritual power flowing within Yan Chuan's body became increasingly sluggish, and all the Antitoxic Pills he had taken were completely ineffective. Despite this, he roared and forcibly tried to gather his spiritual power.

Suddenly, a flaming longsword appeared in his hand, directly meeting Ling Yue's Sword Qi.

With a swing of the flaming longsword, a sea of flames appeared out of thin air, clashing directly with the black Sword Qi.

In an instant, flames soared to the sky, and the deafening sound of explosions echoed. The rocks within the cave shook and began to fall.

"Don't let him escape!" Seeing this, Gao Xuan immediately shouted loudly.

The Peak Master of Cloud Concealing Peak, Ruan Mingxiu, was not to be outdone. His figure moved like a ghost, appearing behind Yan Chuan, and with a light wave of his folding fan, numerous white Wind Blades shot towards Yan Chuan like flying knives.

Sensing the attack from behind, Yan Chuan swiftly turned around, wielding the flaming longsword behind him, forming a ring of fire to block the Wind Blades.

The Peak Master of Hundred Battle Peak, Ling Yuexiao, and the Peak Master of Yuqing Peak, Tong Min, also quickly joined the fray. Under the combined assault of the four, Yan Chuan gradually became overwhelmed.

Bloodied wounds continued to appear on his body, and he let out a sorrowful howl to the sky. Flames erupted from his entire being, making him resemble a burning sun.

The temperature of the flames was so high that even the rocks within the cave began to melt, dripping molten lava.

"Are you still holding back your trump card, hoping for reinforcements?" Gao Xuan sneered, intensifying his attack.

Upon hearing this, the others no longer held back, unleashing their strongest moves and pouncing forward...

"Cang Lang, you traitorous scum, you will face divine retribution and die a miserable death!"

Yan Chuan roared, but before he could finish, the frigid gleam of four Magical Treasures simultaneously whistled towards him.

A desperate scream pierced through the air, and his body shattered instantly under the onslaught of the furious energy, turning into dust that scattered in the air.

Gao Xuan's eyes were sharp. As Yan Chuan's body disintegrated, he swiftly moved close and grabbed his Primordial Spirit, intending to perform Soul Search.

Just as his fingers touched the Primordial Spirit, his expression changed dramatically. A strange light flickered on Yan Chuan's Primordial Spirit, emanating an extremely dangerous aura.

A strong sense of alarm surged in Gao Xuan's heart. Without any hesitation, he immediately threw away the Primordial Spirit and turned to flee.

The other three also panicked upon seeing this, abandoning all else to quickly follow Gao Xuan.

As they turned to escape, Yan Chuan's discarded Primordial Spirit trembled violently, triggering a pre-planted deadly Restriction, leading to a self-detonation.

The terrifying energy surged like a massive tsunami, sweeping outward with overwhelming force.

The entire mountain range shook violently under the impact, resulting in collapsing peaks and falling boulders.

The Restriction carefully set outside the mountain to prevent escape shattered like fragile paper under the force, disintegrating into countless fragments that dispersed in the air.

Though the four reacted promptly, fleeing with all their might, they were still caught in the powerful blast.

They spat blood and were flung away like kites with broken strings, landing heavily on the ground and raising a cloud of dust.

Before they could recover from the immense shock, Gao Xuan sprang to his feet.

Unbeknownst to them, he produced three black talismans and quickly attached one to each of the other three.

The three had no time to react before their vision went black and they fell unconscious.

Only then did Gao Xuan breathe a long sigh of relief. His aura was chaotic, and he looked helplessly at the ravaged mountain range before him.

Besides the relief of surviving, there was also a deep wariness.

"To think Elder Yan Chuan followed him for so long, yet he could still silently plant such a fierce Restriction in his sea of consciousness. It shows that in this world, he probably trusts no one but himself." Gao Xuan muttered to himself, then patted his Storage Bag. Instantly, more than twenty green talismans emitting a strong corrosive smell shot out.

They arced through the air like eerie green lines and blasted into the ruins like arrows leaving a bowstring.

Wherever they landed, hissing sounds and rising smoke accompanied the thorough erosion of all traces left by the previous battle.

After completing this, he meticulously inspected the surroundings one more time.

Then, surveying the area, he casually picked a small red flower. With a slight flick of his arm, the red flower spun and fell into the ruins.

Having finished all this, he made no further delay. Carrying the three unconscious individuals, his figure flickered several times before disappearing from the mountain range.