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

Chapter 999 Threat
Song Wanning had never seen this formation before.

She stared at the formation and Immortal Venerable Moyang, trying to find a flaw in the formation.

But the formation was extremely mysterious, and she couldn't figure it out.

The shockwave struck again, and Song Wanning once again stepped back slightly to avoid its sharpness. Once everything calmed down, Immortal Venerable Moyang flew back with a sullen face.

"A direct assault is not feasible; we must find a way to break the formation!"

The person with the most powerful formation is Feng Jiuxiao, who is still trapped inside.

Even if we seek help from the sect again, it won't make much difference.

"Let's prepare for both possibilities and see if the sect leader can find a powerful array master, even if it's just to offer some guidance."

"At the same time, we can also try it ourselves."

Song Wanning took out the Formless Lamp and attempted to use the spatial artifact to send herself inside.

As she spoke, she activated the Formless Lamp and then rushed towards the direction of the formation.

As a result, he did manage to pass through, but he passed right through the head, and could only cross the formation to enter the next space.

The middle area was firmly isolated by the formation.

"It can even block divine artifacts, what kind of formation is this?"

Song Wanning's heart sank, and her face turned completely dark.

If they can't break the formation, how will they get in to rescue people?

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared from the formation; it was Feng Jiuxiao, who had been taken hostage.

Behind Feng Jiuxiao was a graceful figure wearing a mask who slowly walked out from behind, exuding a lazy and comfortable aura.

Song Wanning's eyes narrowed, and she locked onto Feng Jiuxiao almost instantly.

When she discovered that Feng Jiuxiao was covered in wounds and his aura was weak, her anger surged up and almost burned away her reason.

Her sharp gaze suddenly shot towards the figure behind her, and the murderous intent in her heart poured out, causing the surrounding space to hiss and crackle.

Immortal Venerable Mo Yang's expression hardened, and he immediately flew to Song Wan Ning's side, seemingly intending to protect her from behind.

The two looked at Feng Jiuxiao and that figure, ready to make a move at any moment.

Feng Jiuxiao was in great pain, but she endured it without uttering a sound and walked outside.

However, when she saw Song Wanning and Immortal Venerable Moyang, a glint suddenly appeared in her eyes, followed by anxiety.

"Run!!"

She urged the two to leave almost without thinking, her eyes filled with anxiety.

The person behind him suddenly sneered, "Don't waste your time."

"Now that they're here, they're not leaving today."

She held Feng Jiuxiao hostage and stood in the center of the formation.

The array shimmered with light, exuding an aura of mystery.

This also gradually calmed Song Wanning down.

She stared at the figure and said in a deep voice, "Why do you need to cover your face with a mask?"

"Dare to do it but not dare to take responsibility?"

A cold glint flashed in the corner of her eye, and her words were barbed, full of anger and sarcasm.

The man chuckled softly, shook his head, and seemed quite helpless.

"Everyone says Song Wanning is a smart person, but seeing her today has left me somewhat disappointed."

"This formation was specifically set up for you, but you're so stupid that you can't even break it..."

The malice was blatant and intense, blatantly stabbing into Song Wanning's heart like a knife.

"I think you're no different from those idiots, nothing special."

Her cool gaze fell on Song Wanning, then turned to look at Immortal Venerable Moyang.

Song Wanning pursed her lips, her anger rising even more upon hearing these words.

But what she cares about most right now is Feng Jiuxiao's safety.

It now appears that this person's plan is the same as what Immortal Venerable Moyang analyzed: he wants to destroy himself with his own hands.

Either kill Feng Jiuxiao and leave her with a demon in her heart.

Either kill her directly.

She clenched her fists, a crazy idea flashing through her mind.

Feng Jiuxiao absolutely cannot be harmed. She only has one way now, which might buy her some time. That is to risk her life and draw that person's attention to her.

To make that person feel that they can kill her directly without even touching Feng Jiuxiao.

Only in this way can we buy some time to rescue Feng Jiuxiao.

So she carefully sent a telepathic message to Immortal Venerable Moyang, expressing her thoughts.

Immortal Venerable Moyang's first reaction was to object, because the person wearing the mask was clearly a Primordial Chaos cultivator.

It was something Song Wanning simply couldn't resist.

It would be better to do it yourself.

So he offered to go instead, while Song Wanning would be in charge of rescuing people.

“Her target is me. Even if you go, she will still hurt Feng Jiuxiao.”

Song Wanning's eyes were stubborn.

She wasn't afraid of danger, only of harming her friends.

That outcome was tantamount to killing her.

So, since the worst outcome is the same anyway, we might as well take a gamble.

While the two were communicating telepathically, the man just stared at them with a dark and gloomy look in his eyes.

"What, is there a secret you're keeping from me?"

"Why don't you tell me? I'd like to hear it too."

A cold smile played on her lips, her eyes unreadable.

Song Wanning's soul is indeed powerful; she couldn't even hear what they were communicating.

These threats must be eliminated.

"You really want to know?"

Upon hearing this, Song Wanning raised an eyebrow, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

"We're discussing how to take your life, and incidentally, trying to figure out your identity!"

Because she was wearing a mask that blocked divine sense from detecting her, Song Wanning and the other person couldn't see her true appearance at all, and even her voice was disguised!

Indistinguishable.

Therefore, even when face to face, they do not know who the other person is.

"Hehehe..."

The man laughed again upon hearing this, but his laughter sounded malicious.

"Want to kill me? You'd better see if you have the ability."

She shoved Feng Jiuxiao forward with her hand, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground.

The next second, the man lashed out with his whip at Feng Jiuxiao.

"pia—"

The whip lashed her body, making a startling sound.

Song Wanning's expression changed almost instantly, and her blood rushed to her head.

"stop!"

Her sharp shout seemed to only embolden the other party.

The whip was swung again, striking Feng Jiuxiao heavily once more.

His robes were torn in large pieces, revealing deep wounds that exposed the bone.

Feng Jiuxiao groaned, in excruciating pain, but endured it without making a sound.

She simply looked up at Song Wanning, shook her head, and gestured for her to leave quickly.

But Song Wanning's eyes were red, and a murderous aura surrounded her like a thick fog.

An unquenchable anger ignited from the depths of his heart.

At that moment, Song Wanning felt as if she had returned to the time when her Song family was destroyed in her previous life.

They watched helplessly as their loved ones were humiliated and even tortured to death.

She felt helpless and desperate at that time.

Even after so much time has passed, I still remember that feeling very clearly.