Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

He gritted his teeth and gave the order.

The members of the Quanxing Sect felt as if they had been granted a pardon and helped the wounded retreat.

Beneath the archway, the six disciples of the Sanyi Sect were left unattended.

They were also at their limit; five were seriously injured and one was on the verge of death.

The eldest disciple coughed up blood as he watched Quanxing retreat.

"Send...send a signal..."

He said it with difficulty.

A disciple took out a bamboo whistle from his robes and blew it loudly.

The sharp whistle pierced through the mist and carried up the mountain.

……

Halfway up the mountain, the second line of defense.

This is a platform, about ten zhang wide, with sheer cliffs on three sides, and only one stone staircase leading up and down.

At this moment, more than forty disciples of the Sanyi Sect gathered on the platform, led by Zuo Ruotong's junior brother, Si Chong.

He listened to the whistle coming from down the mountain, his face grave.

"The first line of defense has been breached."

Si Chong said to the disciple beside him.

"Pass down the order to prepare for battle."

The disciple accepted the order and departed.

The atmosphere on the platform suddenly became tense.

The disciples checked their weapons, adjusted their breathing, and some began to circulate the Reverse Life Triple Technique, their bodies glowing with a jade-like luster.

Si Chong walked to the edge of the platform and looked down the mountain.

In the mist, one could vaguely see figures moving about.

The Quanxing Demons wouldn't give the Sanyi Sect any time to rest; they were preparing to attack the second line of defense.

How many people came?

He seemed to squint his eyes.

"Preliminary estimates exceed two hundred."

One of the disciples in charge of reconnaissance answered.

"But the mountain path is narrow, so they can't deploy their full strength. At most, only three or four people can go at a time. That's why they've been able to hold out for so long."

"two hundred……"

He seemed to be muttering to himself.

"It seems that the Quanxing sect has come out in full force this time."

Behind him, a young disciple couldn't help but ask.

"Uncle-Master, the Sect Leader..."

"The sect leader is in seclusion."

It seemed as if he was interrupting him.

"Don't disturb them unless absolutely necessary."

The young disciple hesitated, wanting to speak but then stopped.

It seemed that Chong knew what he was worried about.

Zuo Ruotong has been in seclusion for over three months, attempting to break through to the third level of the Reverse Life Triad.

If successful, the Sanyi Sect will produce its first master to reach the third level of cultivation in hundreds of years.

But if we fail... the consequences will be unimaginable.

Therefore, even though the mountain gate was attacked, Si Chong did not dare to easily alarm his senior brother.

"Hold this place."

Si Chong turned around and addressed his disciples in a loud voice.

"The Sanyi Sect has been established for three hundred years; it cannot be allowed to end in our hands!"

"Yes!"

The disciples responded in unison.

……

Down the mountain, the Quanxing main camp.

Wugensheng stood on a boulder, overlooking the battle situation on the mountain path.

He looked to be around thirty years old, with an ordinary face, wearing a white long gown, like a down-on-his-luck scholar.

But those eyes were as deep as an abyss, as if they could see right through people's hearts.

"This is the second line of defense."

Beside him, an old man wearing a straw hat spoke.

"Sanyi Gate reacted faster than expected."

"After all, he is the leader of the Xuanmen sect."

Wugensheng spoke in a flat tone.

"It would be strange if it were easily breached."

"But our losses are also considerable."

The old man frowned.

"Thirty-seven men were lost at the mountain gate, and another fourteen were lost at the first line of defense. And we've only just passed the halfway point of the mountain."

"worth."

Wugensheng said.

"Any price is worth it if it can force Zuo Ruotong out."

The old man remained silent for a moment, but couldn't help asking a question.

"Sect Leader, do you really think Zuo Ruotong will come out?"

"certainly."

Wugensheng looked towards the mountaintop.

“He cultivates the Threefold Reversal of Life, seeking the Great Dao of Immortality. But the Three Ones Sect is the culmination of his life’s work, and his disciples are the inheritors of his Daoist lineage.”

"If the mountain gate is about to fall, he can't possibly sit idly by..."

"But what if he really is in seclusion at a crucial moment..."

The old man was still somewhat uneasy.

"That would be even better."

Wugensheng's lips curled up slightly.

"The third level of the Reverse Life Triple Technique is said to have never been mastered by anyone. What are the chances that Zuo Ruotong will suffer a qi deviation if her cultivation is interrupted during her seclusion?"

The old man gasped.

He finally understood Wugensheng's true purpose—not to break through the Sanyi Gate, but to force Zuo Ruotong out of seclusion, and even to make him go mad with evil.

"So now..."

"continue."

Wugensheng said without hesitation.

"Send the second team up to put pressure on the Sanyi goalkeeper, but there's no need for a direct attack."

"Deplete their energy and wear down their will. When they are exhausted, we will strike with all our might."

The order was given.

Another team of Quanxing began to advance towards the mountain path.

This time, there were even more people, a total of fifty, and all of them were skilled.

The disciples of the Sanyi Sect on the platform were on high alert.

War is imminent.

……

Meanwhile, Cui Ming and Li Muxuan's carriage had already entered the Wuyi Mountain area.

The mountain road was bumpy, and the carriage swayed.

Li Muxuan lifted the carriage curtain and looked towards the direction of the Sanyi Gate.

Although he was still far away, he could hear the shouts of battle coming from the other side.

"A fight broke out."

Li Muxuan clenched his hands, becoming somewhat impatient.

Chapter 218 Fierce Offense and Defense (4k)

The mist on the mountain path was stained pale red with blood.

The second wave of Quanxing has breached the mountain path and reached a platform halfway up the mountain.

Unlike the first wave, who fought haphazardly and independently, they were divided into several small teams and began to coordinate with each other.

Each team consists of five or six people, with the person in front wielding heavy weapons to clear the way.