Senior Sister Bai Yueguang is incredibly strong.

Chapter 41 Sect Grand Competition (6)

This formation seemed to be so vast that it had no boundaries. Luo Zai Shui searched inside for a long time but found nothing.

Unable to find a way to break the formation either, Chu Yeli simply found a place to sit down. He lifted his shirt, revealing a wound on his leg that was simply bandaged and still oozing blood. Hiss... The Wen family really went all out. Logically speaking, this place shouldn't be so quiet, but... He glanced at the vast desert, wondering where the key to breaking the deadlock lay. He couldn't just be worn down and die here.

They also encountered a big problem: the door to survival behind them disappeared the moment they took their first step.

Oh no, we're really stuck now.

Those watching from the sidelines broke out in a cold sweat. Xie Jing stood up, wanting to rush in and pull them out of the water.

"Junior Uncle!"

Shi Ming called out to him, "What's wrong?"

Xie Jing didn't have time to explain further: "You stay here and look after your junior brothers and sisters, I'm going..."

He glanced at the Wen family members not far away and swallowed the words he was about to say: "I'll go find your master to back you up."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

He found a secluded spot and prepared to draw a teleportation array when a pair of bluish-gray shoes appeared before him.

"Long time no see, Immortal Master Xie Jing."

Xie Jing stood up and looked the man in the eye: "Yan—Wu—Zhuo"

The man's left face was mostly covered by a bronze mask, and the eye beneath the mask glowed with an abnormal red light.

He grinned and laughed as if nothing had happened: "It's kind of you to still remember me. You thought that after more than ten years, the Immortal Venerable would have forgotten me? Hahahahahaha."

As Yan Wuzhuo spoke, he paced around him: "Do you remember the last time we met? I said I would take revenge on all of you, including the Luo family, including you, including that child who survived by sheer luck..."

Xie Jing suddenly made a move, his folding fan transforming into a sharp weapon, the sound of it cutting through the air seemingly about to sever it.

"Oh? It seems I guessed right. Your disciple is a member of the Luo family... What right does she have to live in this world?"

As Yan Wuzhuo fought him, he continued to provoke him: "If you ask me, everyone in the Luo family deserves to die."

Xie Jing ignored him and attacked even more fiercely. More than ten talismans exploded in mid-air, but the man was unharmed.

"Tell me... what would the Wen family do if they knew that the Luo family still had a child alive?"

Xie Jing suddenly stopped. Yan Wuzhuo subconsciously looked at the spot where he had landed. Xie Jing smiled and made a hand seal, and golden light shone on the man.

"what?"

Before he could react, the man's clothes had already disappeared.

Xie Jing stepped on the array he had just set up: "Teleportation array, don't you recognize it? Go back to your lair, I'll settle the score with you after I'm done here."

A figure suddenly fell from the sea thousands of miles away. Just as Yan Wuzhuo regained his footing, a giant wave slammed him back into the water. The sea monster had already opened its blood-red maw, wanting to tear him apart and devour him.

The originally black seawater gradually turned blood red. A man lay disheveled on the shore, cursing through gritted teeth, "Xie Jing, one day, I will make you pay the price!"

Suddenly, something occurred to him, and his chest began to heave violently. Then he threw his head back and laughed loudly, "Hahahaha, Xie Jing, let's see how long you can be so smug! Your disciple definitely won't live past today, hahahahaha!"

Perhaps Heaven couldn't stand his arrogance, for a wave crashed onto him, and bitter seawater poured directly into his mouth.

"Cough cough cough cough—Ptooey ptooey ptooey! Xie Jing, you just wait!"

Having gotten rid of Yan Wuzhuo, Xie Jing was the first to arrive in front of the Linghai Sect Master.

"Oh dear, Xie Jing, this old man has a heart condition. Couldn't you have given me a heads-up before you came?"

The sect leader of Linghai Sect was a fat old man, several hundred years old, with white hair and beard. As he patted his chest, the flesh on his face swayed rhythmically.

Xie Jing didn't waste any more words with him, and pulled him outside: "Stop talking nonsense, let's go, let's rescue him, your disciple is trapped in the ancient spirit array!"

"Wait, wait!" The Linghai Sect Master hadn't even figured out what was going on when he grabbed him. "Aren't my disciples in the sect competition? How did they get trapped in the Spirit Suppression Array? Who's trapped inside? What exactly happened?"

Xie Jing's lips twitched. He tried to pull his hand back, but the Linghai Sect Master's strength was too great, so he had no choice but to give up: "Your precious eldest disciple and my family were tricked by those dogs from the Wen family. They both entered the Spirit Suppression Array. If they break the array, it will cause widespread death. If they can't break it and can't find the exit, they will be trapped and die inside. You and I will go in together to rescue them!"

"The Wen family did this?" The Linghai Sect Master was clearly still reeling from the shock. "How dare they bring out the Spirit Suppression Array?"

Xie Jing shoved his hand back: "If you don't want to go, don't waste your breath on me. I won't care whether your disciple lives or dies by then! You old man, you're getting more and more pathetic as you get older! The Wen family is riding on your head, and you're still smiling and licking their boots!"

Despite being scolded by Xie Jing, a junior, the sect master of Linghai Sect did not refute anything. He lowered his head and pondered for a moment: "But we can't just barge in like this. If the Wen family asks about it, it will be difficult for Linghai Sect and Xianyun Peak to explain. Moreover... Linghai Sect is more important than Ye Li."

Xie Jingqi laughed: "So what? You want so many array disciples to perish in this so-called grand competition? You can't really not see that the Wen family is intentionally weakening the major sects and families, can you? With Chu Yeli gone, how much leverage do you think your Linghai Sect has left to fight against the Wen family?"

The sect leader of Linghai Sect suddenly fell silent. He then raised his head and pulled him outside, saying, "Go find Patriarch Chu. Ye Li is his child. He won't stand idly by. Linghai Sect cannot be destroyed in my hands."

Xie Jing broke free: "You go find Patriarch Chu, I'll go find my senior brother, the sect leader. We'll also contact the sect leaders of other sects. If the five sects put pressure on the Wen family, they won't dare to refuse us entry to rescue the people."

"Okay, let's do it this way!"

Trapped within the formation, Luo Zai Shui was completely unaware of the undercurrents outside. After walking for an unknown amount of time, she decided to find a place to rest. Breaking the formation had consumed far too much spiritual energy today, and she needed to conserve her strength.

"What kind of place is this! There's not a single bird feather in sight, how am I supposed to break through this formation! Ouch! Where did this tattered armor come from?!"

The cursing voice was very distinctive; Luo Zai Shui knew it was from the Wen family without even looking.

Too lazy to argue with this person, she simply found a huge rock and hid it behind her.

That person seemed to have also gotten separated from his group of followers. Luo Zai Shui pondered for a moment, and since this person was here, then Chu Ye Li should be here as well.

However, finding someone in this vast desert is no easy task.