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Chapter 1697: Chapter 142 Inescapable Doom_3
Wang Ba once again fell silent for a moment, then calmly explained:
“I do not have the confidence to completely decapitate Han Yanzi at present, and even if Hui Yunzi Ancestor acts now, given Han Yanzi’s caution, it is almost impossible to kill him… Therefore, Hui Yunzi Ancestor is merely our protective token at the moment, but not the key to victory. It’s like a game of chess — one piece for you, one piece for me. Han Yanzi knows our trump card, yet we haven’t found his flaw. Rushing to act will surely end in defeat.”
“Only when he does more will his flaws become bigger, and that’s when we get our chance.”
Beneath the veil, Qin Lingxiao’s smile carried a hint of mockery:
“So Wang Yi’an is the expendable pawn you threw out to probe the path?”
Wang Ba’s gaze remained indifferent, unchanged in the slightest, only calmly saying:
“It was his own choice.”
“Ha.”
Qin Lingxiao scoffed lightly, then turned directly, flying to the exit of the dungeon. At the exit, she halted abruptly, her tone slightly complex:
“Bu Chan, does he know about your choice?”
Wang Ba was silent for several breaths, then gently nodded.
Noticing Wang Ba’s response, Qin Lingxiao let out a deep breath, her gaze quietly solemn and resolute.
Without any lingering attachment, she flew out of the dungeon.
Just at the moment of departure, eight words suddenly sounded in her ears:
“…Calamity is inevitable, decay wood meets spring.”
Upon hearing these words, Qin Lingxiao paused slightly, then decisively flew away from the Wanxiang Sect.
Tianjing City.
“Lingxiao, have you really made up your mind?”
Qin Shengyong hesitated, looking at Qin Lingxiao.
Qin Lingxiao’s expression was calm:
“I request Family Master Qin to address me as Yuanci Palace Master.”
Upon hearing this, Qin Shengyong’s eyes flickered with gloom, then he forced himself to be spirited as he said:
“Yes, Palace Master Qin. I still don’t understand why you must go to assist True Martial… Wanxiang Sect never intervenes, Longevity Sect has long surrendered, the Tao Temple Master Tai A from Youxian Temple met me earlier, but fighting alone is futile. You’re facing Han Yanzi, despite having a high realm, you’re certainly inadequate to contend.”
“Yuanci Palace, Youxian Temple… How could two families together be said to be lacking support?”
“Moreover, under Wang Yi’an’s leadership, the power of Martial Kingdom is not weak at all. The three families jointly resisting Han Yanzi might indeed have a chance of victory.”
Qin Lingxiao said calmly.
“But…”
Qin Shengyong still wanted to say something.
Qin Lingxiao interrupted:
Th𝗂𝐬 𝖼hа̄p𝕥𝙚r 𝑖𝗌 pɵ𝕤ƚ℮ḍ b𝙮 Ⱪ𝗂𝗍ᥱṉ0𝕧℮𝓁
“I’m going to the Huangji Continent, the future is uncertain. A great calamity is approaching, Family Master Qin… should plan early.”
After saying this, she glanced at Qin Shengyong in front of her with a slight pause, sighed lightly, and flew away from Tianjing City. However, she didn’t head to Huangji Continent, but instead flew straight towards the depths of Eightfold Sea.
Watching Qin Lingxiao’s departing figure, Qin Shengyong stood dazedly, then couldn’t help a long sigh.
Recalling Qin Lingxiao’s admonition, he finally made a decision in his heart, immediately summoned all Qin Family members, including the two Divinity Transformation cultivators, and said solemnly:
“A great calamity is upon us, the situation is complicated.”
“We have the precedent of the Longevity Sect’s downfall, and now the chaos in the world.”
“I have decided to lead our entire Qin Family to join the Wanxiang Sect!”
“Who agrees, who opposes?”
Hearing Qin Shengyong’s decision, although a few were unwilling, most cultivators were relieved.
The nearly extinction of Longevity Sect deeply shocked many Qin Family members. Even Longevity Sect couldn’t contend against Han Yanzi, how could just Qin Family survive such a catastrophe?
Although joining Wanxiang Sect might be seen as dishonoring the ancestors.
The most important thing is to keep the Qin Family alive.
In the end, aside from a few who abstained, no one opposed.
Recalling Wang Ba’s previous comment about the Qin Family, Qin Shengyong’s heart tightened, he quietly gave a few instructions, then looked around at everyone and said gravely:
“There is no time to lose, I’ll lead the people to Wanxiang Sect to discuss this with Sect Master Zhao.”
At this moment, Qin Shengyong finally showed the decisiveness expected of a family leader, quickly organizing everything.
Then he hurriedly led a Divinity Transformation, along with several Nascent Soul cultivators, to Wanxiang Sect.
Just as they were about to leave Tianjing City, Qin Yunjian suddenly slammed into a blood-red transparent barrier that had suddenly appeared!
“Demon Sect!?”
Qin Shengyong’s face changed drastically, immediately activating the Spirit Rhinoceros Stone, yet what followed was a crackling sound.
This change sent chills to his heart, urgently saying:
“Quick! Return to the city and defend!”
“Too late!”
Qin Yunjian’s gaze fixed on the blood-red barrier, his expression grim with a tinge of despair.
Qin Shengyong was stunned, quickly turning to follow Qin Yunjian’s gaze.
Then he saw figures appearing from the blood barrier until a mist of blood gradually formed the figure of an elder in blue clothes, his face completely sinking, his heart wildly shaken:
“Han, Han Yanzi!”
“Wasn’t he already heading to Huangji Continent?!”
“Why is he here! Could it be…”
Amidst the silent blood-red barrier enveloping Tianjing City, the elder in blue clothes glanced casually over the people below, his voice eerie as a phantom:
“Keeping you lot, if you were to join Wanxiang Sect like Longevity Sect, it would become quite troublesome…”
“Capture them all.”
“Yes!”
Figures on the barrier howled, rushing downward.
Qin Yunjian and another Qin Family Divinity Transformation cultivator charged forward without hesitation.
Other Nascent Soul cultivators of the Qin Family also followed without hesitation.
Qin Shengyong stared blankly at the elder in blue in the air, his eyes shimmering with enlightenment and regret.
“Calamity is inevitable… Truly inevitable, but how can decay wood meet spring?”
Yet he ultimately received no answer.
Blood and fire raged above the ancient Tianjing City, engulfing even the celestial glow…
Th𝗂𝐬 𝖼hа̄p𝕥𝙚r 𝑖𝗌 pɵ𝕤ƚ℮ḍ b𝙮 Ⱪ𝗂𝗍ᥱṉ0𝕧℮𝓁