The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 998 Conspiracy
But once I arrive, Feng Jiuxiao will be in danger.

Song Wanning felt a pang of anxiety, unsure if her guess was correct.

Regardless of the validity of this speculation, Feng Jiuxiao's fate is very dangerous.

Immortal Venerable Moyang sighed inwardly and nodded.

"This is just my guess. If the other party really has such intentions, it is very likely that they are acting on orders from the wood-plastic composite industry."

Seeing that they couldn't kill Song Wanning, they started targeting the people around her, trying to instill inner demons in her and ruin her path.

This seems easier than killing her directly.

Song Wanning realized this at this moment, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes.

They actually thought of such a method; it's utterly vicious.

But it must be said that this tactic was indeed effective for her.

If Feng Jiuxiao were to get into trouble because of her, the guilt she felt would be enough to affect her.

Thinking about this, she calmed down.

We cannot let the wood-plastic composite industry succeed.

Finally, Song Wanning returned to her usual self.

"You're right, let's find someone first, there's no rush."

When Immortal Venerable Moyang saw that she had returned to normal, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He let go of her hand and looked up into the distance.

She was also silently hoping that Feng Jiuxiao would be safe.

……

"Cough cough cough-"

Feng Jiuxiao's hands were nailed to the wall, his body was suspended in mid-air, and blood dripped from his body.

A pool of blood had already formed beneath his body.

Her face was covered in blood, and even her eyelids felt sticky and uncomfortable.

She heard the sound of dripping water outside. She slowly opened her eyes, looked at the straight figure in front of her, and gave a slight smile.

"What, aren't you going to kill me to silence me?"

Even at this point, Feng Jiuxiao remained the same unruly Feng Jiuxiao, his eyes filled not with fear but with mockery.

"Ha, you want to die?"

The person opposite chuckled softly, their expression unfathomable.

"Unfortunately, even if you want to die, you can't die now."

"No, I should say, it's not time for you to die yet."

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiuxiao immediately guessed the other party's intention, and his pupils contracted.

"You...you're despicable!"

"Kill me now if you dare!"

"Hahaha--"

The figure laughed loudly a few times.

"You should be glad you still have some value, otherwise I would have killed you long ago without you begging me!"

Having destroyed so many altars, Feng Jiuxiao should have died long ago.

"you……"

The more Feng Jiuxiao looked at the person in front of her, the more hateful she became. How come she had never noticed this person's true colors before?

"We both belong to this world, why would you betray us?"

"Would you be happy if the world were destroyed?"

She simply couldn't understand the point of what the other party was making.

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly let out a sneer.

"What do you know?"

"That's not what I wanted."

……

As time passed, it seemed as if the other party was deliberately concealing Feng Jiuxiao's whereabouts, and they could not find him.

However, Feng Jiuxiao's soul lamp remained in a weak state, neither worsening nor showing any signs of improvement.

Song Wanning didn't rest for a moment, constantly using her divine sense to search for Feng Jiuxiao's whereabouts.

The same was true for the others in the sect. The sect leader was still waiting for news, while several other elders went out and chose to search for people in the opposite direction.

Everyone was preoccupied with Feng Jiuxiao's safety and couldn't do anything else. That day, Song Wanning was still on the flying boat when suddenly the soul lamp showed an unusual behavior.

The soul lamp, which had been burning weakly, suddenly began to have direction.

Almost instantly, Song Wanning and Immortal Venerable Moyang looked over and then exchanged a surprised glance.

Did that person remove the restrictions on the soul lamp?
A flame flickered in Song Wanning's eyes.

"It seems they've already set a trap, waiting for us to fall into it!"

If it takes so long to prepare, the trap must be extremely dangerous.

Even if he doesn't die, he might still witness Feng Jiuxiao's demise.

This plan is truly vicious.

She twitched the corners of her mouth, a cold, stern light flashing in her eyes.

Immortal Venerable Moyang's heart sank. They had finally waited for this moment. In fact, they had expected this to happen when they couldn't find anyone.

The other party waited so long just to set a trap.

Even knowing this, they had no choice but to jump in.

This is an open strategy.

"Don't worry, things might not be so bad."

He offered a few words of comfort, and the next second the flying boat headed in the direction indicated by the soul lamp.

Guided by the Soul Lamp, the two were no longer confused and sped along the way at an extremely fast speed without the slightest hesitation.

Finally, after ten days, the airship came to a stop again.

They arrived at a purple bamboo forest, where straight purple bamboos stretched into the sky.

Below the purple bamboo grove are clusters of blue flowers, interspersed with white petals, which look quite out of place.

Even from a distance, Song Wanning could sense the presence of the formation.

"There's a formation here!"

She spoke to Immortal Venerable Moyang who was standing to the side.

Immortal Venerable Moyang nodded.

"Don't rush."

He didn't want Song Wanning to fall into the other party's trap because of her anxiety.

"I know!"

Song Wanning frowned slightly, knowing that she should not act rashly or impulsively.

She simply gazed at the distant bamboo grove, her eyes flickering with a dark, turbulent light.

"This formation looks unusual. That person's skill in formations is probably extremely high, perhaps even higher than that of Junior Sister Feng."

Although Immortal Venerable Moyang was not as skilled as Feng Jiuxiao in the art of array formations, he still possessed basic judgment.

The array before them exuded a sharp aura; it was definitely a high-level immortal array.

The trap was laid out right in front of them, waiting for them to jump in.

Immortal Venerable Moyang frowned and said to Song Wanning, "I will go ahead and explore. You can wait for me here."

After saying that, he flashed away and flew towards the formation.

Song Wanning tried to call out to him, but only managed to catch a fleeting glimpse of him.

Immortal Venerable Moyang had reached the edge of the formation and raised his long sword to slash fiercely at it.

A giant sword cleaved down from the sky, as if piercing through the entire heavens.

The air around them grew tense and still, and all was silent.

Song Wanning felt her breathing become difficult, as if something was choking her, and she couldn't help but hold her breath.

The giant sword slashed down.

The formation immediately triggered a strong reaction, with countless rays of light flashing and a huge barrier rising up, colliding violently with the sword light.

"boom--"

The powerful shockwave spread outwards, directly uprooting the ground.

Sand and stones flew everywhere, and countless plants bent over.

A defensive shield rose up around Song Wanning, deflecting all the impacts.

She let the flying sand and stones pass by her, but none of them could touch her.

She watched as Immortal Venerable Moyang brandished his sword again, her eyes sharpening.

Since advancing to Quasi-Saint, Immortal Venerable Moyang's combat power has increased exponentially, and his swordsmanship has become even more formidable.

Even so, the formation remained completely unshaken!
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