Sacrificial Artifact System: From Bell-ringer to the Ancestral Patriarch of the Sect novel Chapter 109

Chapter 109: Chapter 96: The Great-Great-Uncle Master Has Fallen? (Please Subscribe)_2

"It’s possible, as long as we are united as one, we will surely be able to stand against them."

Li Qian comforted.

"Junior Brother Li, you have never seen those kinds of monsters... They are not human at all, how can such creatures exist in this world? Is this really the world I know?"

Pang Bai suddenly said with a bitter smile.

Even now, thinking about those monsters he was going to face still gave him chills...

Li Qian knew the monsters Pang Bai was talking about must be the half-demons...

He didn’t expect that as soon as the half-demons appeared, it wouldn’t be just one or two... but they would come in thousands, forming a terrifying half-demon legion.

No wonder the Night King Mansion’s army, despite having an obvious advantage, ended up suffering a devastating defeat in the end.

Suddenly, a voice rang in Li Qian’s ear.

"Junior Brother Li, I am Nangong Bei, the True Inheritor. There’s an important mission, gather at Yanmen Valley immediately."

"Senior Brother Pang, I have something else to do, you take good care of yourself."

Li Qian frowned slightly. What kind of important mission would require secret sound transmission for notification?

After saying that, he rose and went toward Yanmen Valley.

This Yanmen Valley was one of the passages connecting the Inner Sect to the Chores Hall, seldom frequented.

By the time Li Qian arrived, some people had already gathered there.

He saw Ji Ming from Martial Peak, Chang Xiaoyao from Dishui Peak... and the others were also the cream of the crop among the Inner Sect Disciples.

More people kept arriving. _{freeweɓnøvel.com}

In the end, about forty-some people had gathered.

After observing for a while, Li Qian finally noticed a situation, that many of the people present had bonded with Divine Swords.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh...

Suddenly, eleven figures nearly simultaneously landed in the midst of Yanmen Valley.

Li Qian was extremely surprised when he saw them, as they were eleven True Inheritors.

Not only was Li Qian surprised, others were also full of doubts.

What kind of secret mission would require gathering so many elite Inner Sect Disciples, even eleven True Inheritors had been mobilized.

"Since everyone’s here, I’ll keep it short."

The most senior among the True Inheritors began, "Divine Sword Sect has reached its most perilous moment, so we have activated the Daoist Succession Continuation Plan. As the most outstanding disciples of the Divine Sword Sect’s Inner Sect throughout the years, you are all on the list for the Daoist Succession Continuation Plan. Next, you will follow us to evacuate from the Divine Sword Sect and head to Kunwu Road to find a place to settle down. If the situation progresses and Divine Sword Sect falls, then you’ll be the seeds of Daoist Succession for the Divine Sword Sect’s future rise."

Everyone present showed their disbelief.

The Daoist Succession Continuation Plan?

Evacuation?

"I won’t evacuate... I will stand or fall with the Divine Sword Sect."

A disciple immediately said aloud.

"Right, are we supposed to cower and survive while watching our fellow disciples fight to their deaths?"

"My master, my junior and senior brothers are all here... I won’t leave."

"My master died in battle, how can I run... I want to stay, to avenge him..."

Many disciples also spoke out one after another.

In such a critical moment, they were supposed to stand united against the enemy, yet they were being taken away... they truly couldn’t get past that barrier in their hearts.

"How foolish!"

The senior True Inheritor snorted coldly, "If we can’t hold them off, you staying behind will just be a senseless sacrifice. If we can hold them off, the little strength you contribute now is insignificant. Remember, you are not running away, you are preserving yourselves to hold on to the Daoist heritage of our Divine Sword Sect."

"Everyone, follow me."

After he said that, the senior True Inheritor immediately walked towards the depths of Yanmen Valley.

The others looked at each other, but seeing that all eleven True Inheritors had left, they could only follow.

Li Qian was among the crowd following as well.

He didn’t expect this so-called important mission to actually be an evacuation... and that he was actually included in the list for the Daoist Succession Continuation Plan.

It was too unexpected.

Obviously, it had something to do with his bond with the Divine Sword.

Leaving the Divine Sword Sect just like that was certainly not okay.

His Sacrificial Artifact Chen Bell was still at the Chen Bell Platform.

Of course, the Bell Platform had been marked by him, and even if someone took the bell, he could still sense the direction of the Chen Bell.

Besides... the Chen Bell was such a common item, probably no one would notice it.

But what if someone destroyed the Chen Bell?

And his master Zhou Buping, he couldn’t possibly ignore him either.

So he absolutely couldn’t just leave like this.

After all, with his current strength, he had the power to fight even against a Heavenly Person.

But under the current circumstances, he could only temporarily follow the group and look for an opportunity to slip away.

The crowd arrived at a stone wall, and the senior True Inheritor pressed a protruding stone lightly. Accompanied by a rumbling, a stone door slowly moved aside, revealing an entrance.

Everyone present was extremely surprised, who would’ve thought that there was a hidden passage here?

After all, it was nighttime, and he was wearing a black cloak that could conceal his aura, making it difficult to expose his whereabouts.

...

On the bank of a big river.

The river water roared.

The icy cold wind blew, cutting against the skin like a cold knife.

A figure with hardly any white hairs left on his bald head sat cross-legged by the river, his body covered in bloodstains.

In front of him stood two figures who dared not get close.

Because they knew that Xiao Wendao was now at the end of his road.

They only needed to slowly exhaust him to death.

There was no need for a strong assault.

After all, Chen Ao, the Heavenly Person from the Xuanming Sect, had perished at the hands of Xiao Wendao.

The stand-off had already lasted a considerable time.

"Do you want to know how Chen Ao died?"

Xiao Wendao, gasping heavily, suddenly sneered with a laugh.

"How did he die?"

The one who spoke was an old man with a face like a red jujube, wearing a Daoist robe and holding a whisk in his hand.

This person was Master Yang Mei, the Heavenly Person from the Purple Cloud Sect.

His Daoist robe was also tattered and torn, evidently having gone through a fierce battle, and his True Qi was greatly depleted.

He was always curious about how Chen Ao had been killed by Xiao Wendao?

At that time, Xiao Wendao was jointly severely injured by him and Chen Ao, yet not only did Xiao Wendao escape, but he also managed to counter-kill Chen Ao.

"Come over here, and I’ll tell you..."

Xiao Wendao beckoned with his hand.

"Hmph, old ghost Xiao, you can’t escape this time. I advise you to surrender... His Highness the Night King is destined to achieve great things."

Master Yang Mei snorted coldly.

He naturally did not dare to go over.

Having Chen Ao’s example before him, how could he dare to take the risk?

After all, the longer it dragged on, the more severe Xiao Wendao’s injuries would become.

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