Warning! A hidden dragon has emerged!

"Who dares to mess with us, you bastard!"

Yang Zhentian flew into a rage, threw on his clothes, stood up, and sternly ordered:

"Gather all disciples and follow me out to meet the enemy!"

He thought this group would be similar to the previous ones; if they submitted, fine, but if not, he would leave their bodies in the wilderness to be fed to wild animals.

Just as he had finished gathering his men and was about to set off, a crisp, ear-piercing cracking sound came from outside the door.

Click!

The sect's protective concealment formation, which had been passed down for thousands of years and was as solid as a rock, cracked like a spider web and completely collapsed in less than a second.

The gatekeeper was trembling all over, his voice trembling with sobs.

"Sect Master... Sect Leader, our great formation... is shattered!"

"I'm not blind, I can see!"

Yang Zhentian stared intently at the shattered light screen, his face so dark it could drip water.

He knew the strength of this great formation best; it was strong enough to withstand attacks from Nascent Soul level experts, making it virtually impregnable.

This is also the reason why they have been able to develop stealthily for thousands of years.

But now, it has been shattered by a single sword strike!

After a brief moment of distraction, Yang Zhentian forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, gripped his long sword, and raised his arm to shout.

"A formidable enemy has entered our territory; we will fight to the death! Everyone, follow me out of the pass to meet them!"

"kill!!!"

All the disciples of the Hidden Immortal Sect drew their weapons and followed closely behind Yang Zhentian, rushing towards the mountain gate. A chilling aura permeated the entire Black Stone City.

At the same time, Qin Quan and Su Qingyan led their men in a swift and unstoppable advance, charging straight towards the Hidden Immortal Sect's mountain gate.

Inside the mountain gate, Yang Zhentian had already led all the disciples who remained behind out, and the two groups met on a narrow path.

"Yang Zhentian!"

Ling Xiao's eyes sharpened as he locked onto the leading figure.

Yang Zhentian looked up and met his gaze, recognizing the Kunlun Sect Master at a glance, his expression suddenly becoming serious.

"Lingxiao?"

The two armies were on the verge of war, locked in a tense standoff.

Without making a sound, Qin Quan spread out his divine sense, instantly enveloping the entire Hidden Immortal Sect, sweeping through every palace, cave, mountain, and corner.

But a moment later, his brows furrowed tightly, and a sudden unease arose in his heart.

empty.

Throughout the entire Hidden Immortal Sect headquarters, there was no trace of Jiang Yao's parents, not even any signs of imprisonment, nor any lingering aura.

"Are they not here? Or have they already been killed?"

Qin Quan thought to himself, his killing intent growing stronger.

On the other side, Yang Zhentian saw the lineup of the newcomers. Instead of being afraid, he breathed a sigh of relief and a sneer appeared on his lips.

The sword strike that broke through the formation was so terrifying that he thought a Nascent Soul expert was attacking. Now that everyone has appeared, he assumes that they have joined forces to break the formation.

In a one-on-one fight, as a peak Golden Core cultivator, he was arrogant and fearless of anyone present.

"It's been many years, Senior Brother Ling has aged quite a bit."

Yang Zhentian crossed his arms and sneered, his face full of mockery.

"You heretics, don't even think about me trying to rekindle old flames!"

Lingxiao's long sword swept across the sky, pointing at Yang Zhentian's brow, his anger surging.

"Back then, your Third Peak colluded with extraterrestrial demons, causing rivers of blood to flow in the secret realm and countless sects to lose their lineage! A thousand years have passed, yet your sins are still heinous, and everyone still has the right to kill you!"

"Hahaha! How grand and righteous!"

Yang Zhentian burst into loud laughter, his face full of mockery.

"Back then, it wasn't just my Third Peak that colluded with the demons. Do you think your Ling family wasn't involved? If my Third Peak hadn't fought to the death and exhausted all its strength to hold off the main force of the demons, how could your Ling family have reaped the benefits and ascended to the top of Kunlun?"

The two exchanged sharp words, each one carrying a veil of barbs, leaving everyone present deeply shaken.

The truth of the Jiazi Demon-Slaying War a thousand years ago has long been buried in the river of time. People only know that evil spirits brought disaster to the world and sects suffered a crushing defeat, but no one knows the hidden entanglements between them.

Now that the two key figures are facing each other, it's hard to tell who's real and who's fake; all that's left is a sense of regret.

"I have no interest in dwelling on old grievances."

Qin Quan strode forward, his icy killing intent exploding outwards, instantly overwhelming the entire argument, and stared intently at Yang Zhentian.

"I only ask you, where are my parents? And where have you hidden Mr. and Mrs. Jiang?"

Yang Zhentian's eyes suddenly sharpened, filled with murderous intent, and he locked onto Qin Quan.

"So you're a remnant of the Qin family. You dare to kill an elder of my Hidden Immortal Sect? You've got some nerve!"

"presumptuous!"

Ling Yuyan flashed forward, blocking Qin Quan's path. Her powerful Golden Core aura surged forth like a tidal wave, directly confronting Yang Zhentian.

"If you dare to speak disrespectfully to my junior brother again, I will kill you today!"

"A mere early-stage Golden Core cultivator dares to bark arrogantly before me?"

Yang Zhentian's face was full of disdain, and he was arrogant.

"If I'm included, will that be enough?"

Gao Yuan slowly stepped forward, standing on either side of Qin Quan with Ling Yuyan. The two golden core powers intertwined and overlapped, causing their aura to surge once again.

They had no intention of interfering in the thousand-year feud between Kunlun and Yinxian Sect, but anyone who dared to touch Qin Quan would be crossing the bottom line of Yuquan Temple!

Yang Zhentian glanced at the two men, still extremely arrogant.

"Not enough! Even if Ling Xiao joins the attack, you are all like ants in my eyes!"

"What if I were added?"

Su Qingyan stepped out slowly, her expression calm, yet she exuded an oppressive aura that seemed to look down upon all living beings.

"I don't care about grudges from a thousand years ago, but I will avenge my disciple in full. Hand over the hostage, and I'll leave you with a whole corpse. If you don't, I'll raze your Hidden Immortal Sect to the ground today!"

"Hahaha! Threatening me?"

Yang Zhentian remained fearless, and laughed menacingly.

"If I don't pay, what can you do to me?"

"If you don't hand it over, then die."

Qin Quan's eyes turned cold, and his killing intent exploded suddenly. He didn't give his opponent any chance to breathe and raised his hand to strike with his sword!

call out!

The pure Yang sword energy, condensed to its extreme, ripped through the night sky with a sharp, piercing sound, and slashed straight at Yang Zhentian's face.

As the surprise attack approached, Yang Zhentian's expression changed slightly. He hurriedly raised his hand to block the sword energy while letting out a fierce roar.

"Everyone attack! Kill them!"

"kill!!!"

The disciples of the Hidden Immortal Sect charged forward in response, and the two sides clashed instantly.

In an instant, sword energy surged, spiritual light exploded, and deafening roars resounded.

The crisp sounds of clashing weapons, the explosive roars of colliding spiritual energy, and the painful screams of the wounded intertwined, instantly transforming the entire battlefield into a scene of carnage.

Countless golden core powers collided wildly, and a powerful wind swept across the surrounding area.

Rocks shattered and the ground cracked.

As Yang Zhentian raised his hand to block the incoming attack, he scanned the entire battlefield, his expression growing increasingly grim, his heart filled with turbulent emotions.

Damn!

In the Dharma-ending Age, spiritual energy is depleted, and Golden Core cultivators are extremely rare. How could the other side have so many Golden Core experts?

The Jade Spring Temple alone boasts three Golden Core cultivators and one Nascent Soul cultivator, and Ling Xiao and his group are all incredibly powerful.

On the other hand, the Hidden Immortal Sect, apart from him who was at the peak of the Golden Core stage, only had two elders at the early Golden Core stage. Their combat strength was so disparate that it was like an insurmountable chasm, and they were simply powerless to resist.

"Idiot! I'm such an idiot!"

Yang Zhentian cursed himself inwardly.

In order to infiltrate the secular world, control powerful families, and recruit promising cultivators, he dispatched all ten elders and eight deacons of the sect to the mortal realm, leaving the headquarters vulnerable.

Now that a powerful enemy is at our doorstep, we have no soldiers left to use.

A direct confrontation would surely result in certain death!