"How many times have I told you, this is the deadline!"
A cold voice came from the Wuji Sect.
"You Qinghuo Sect have gone too far in bullying others. This is our sect, why should we give it to you?!"
An angry voice sounded next.
"Why? Of course it's because you have only a few dozen people, and you occupy such a large sect. Isn't this a waste of resources?"
The previous voice sounded again: "We, the Qinghuo Sect, have long been interested in this place. If you give it, you have to give it, or if you don't, you have to give it. As for you people, if you have no place to go, then stay here for us. Let the Qinghuo Gang guard the door. Anyway, our Qinghuo Sect is so powerful that we don’t care about just a few dozen of you."
Hearing the sound of the argument, Zhang Chutian cursed angrily, then quickened his pace and rushed in.
Light rain followed closely.
Zi Chen walked slowly behind. This is the sect he founded alone. He has not been back for five thousand years.
This time I returned to Wuji Sect, everything changed.
He still vaguely remembers the scene when the Demon Ape and others greeted him when he came back.
The entire Wuji Sect cheered for this scene.
It was really crowded and lively.
Who would have thought that the huge Wuji Sect would decline after five thousand years.
The originally magnificent and dense buildings have now become extremely sparse. Except for the building that represents the symbol of Wuji Sect, all other buildings have disappeared.
I don’t know if it was forcibly destroyed or if it was removed deliberately.
According to his perception, Wuji Sect, which had hundreds of thousands of disciples in its heyday, now only has a few dozen disciples left.
At this moment, they all gathered together to confront the two Danyuan. Their clothes were simple and their eyes were full of anger.
Except for an old woman with Dan Yuan, almost all the others are in the True Yuan realm, and some are even lower than this realm.
It can be said that Zi Chen has never seen such a shabby monk since he started practicing.
Among the entire sect, only one Dan Yuan has a spiritual ring, and there are even fewer storage bags.
Even in the Lingwu Sect he belonged to back then, a sect without Dan Yuan, the disciples lived richer than this.
"Is this the glorious Wuji Sect back then? Now it's almost impossible to hold on to the family."
He raised his head and looked into the distance, and there was a great hall in his sight. The great hall had disappeared into the clouds, looming like a fairyland.
In the past era, too many major events were negotiated there.
"You have gone too far to deceive others. This is our sect, why should we give it to you!"
Zhang Chutian was angrily negotiating with that Dan Yuan, but to no avail.
No matter what era it is, all monks believe in the law of the jungle.
One of the two Dan Yuans who came said coldly: "It's okay not to let me, then let all of you die here."
This was just the coercion of the two Dan Yuans. Even if they had some courage, they would not dare to actually massacre the last dozens of Wuji Sect members.
Over the past five thousand years, Wuji Sect has gone through internal and external struggles again and again. Even if there are only a few dozen people left, it is still a sect.
It does not have the meaning of existence.
Don't look at the face of the monks but also the face of the Buddha. If there is really a force to destroy the Wuji Sect, then those aristocratic families who have risen up in the Wuji Sect's internal strife will obviously also come forward.
Even if it's just a symbolic condolence from each of them, it is definitely not something a sect of the level of the Green Fire Gang can bear.
For the Wuji Sect, they can suppress it, prevent its development, and let it fend for itself, but they can never forcefully destroy the sect.
Seeing the unflinching look of these people, a flash of murderous intent flashed in Danyuan's eyes: "It doesn't matter if you don't let me, then let's kill this old thief first today and see who will protect you in the future."
The faces of the Wuji Sect disciples were full of anger, but they still did not flinch. They protected the old Dan Yuan woman.
"snort!"
With a cold snort, the Dan Yuan waved his sleeve, and a strong wind appeared out of thin air, sweeping everyone away.
In the blink of an eye, the old woman Dan Yuan was the only one left here.
The eyes of the two Dan Yuans flashed with cold murderous intent. This time they really had murderous intentions.
Because the pressure from above is very tight, if they don't get things done, the two of them will be punished.
"Even if I die today, I will never..."
Before the old woman finished speaking, she suddenly paused, her firm gaze fluctuated, and her expression changed significantly.
In her sight, there was a skeleton walking from a distance. In the skeleton's hand, there was a black stone knife.
The two Dan Yuans from Qinghuo Sect obviously noticed the abnormality. After turning around and seeing the skeleton, their faces showed surprise and they said in a voiceless voice: "What the hell is this."
Zi Chen walked straight towards the two of them.
The two people's expressions changed, they looked at each other and rushed towards Zi Chen without hesitation.
Under the surprised gazes of the Wuji Sect disciples, this strange skeleton stretched out his left hand and grabbed one of the Dan Yuans.
His hand easily passed through Dan Yuan's attack, grabbed the opponent's collar, and was thrown away by the opponent.
At the same time, another Dan Yuan's attack fell on Kong Kong's body, and a surge of energy exploded.
That energy, which was considered destructive in the eyes of everyone, could not do anything to the other party. He once again grabbed the shocked Dan Yuan and threw him out.
The old woman, who was ready to die, watched in shock as the two Dan Yuans were thrown out.
The Wuji Sect disciples, who were also preparing for the sect's destruction, were dumbfounded when they saw a skeleton displaying its power.
Zhang Chutian and Xiao Yu, on the other hand, looked happy. They had already seen the powerful combat power of this skeleton senior, so they were not so shocked.
The two of them quickly stepped forward, saluted and thanked Zi Chen: "Thank you, senior, for your help!"
"Chu Tian, Xiao Yu, do you know this... senior?" The old woman's face was still full of shock.
Xiaoyu nodded and said, "Yes, grandma, we brought this senior back. He also helped us drive away the Wang family before."
After that, Xiaoyu briefly told everyone what happened, which made all the students surprised, angry and happy.
"Thank you, senior, for saving me!"
The old woman came to Zi Chen and bowed respectfully.
The other Wuji Sect disciples saluted and thanked him one after another.
At the same time, they quietly raised their heads and looked at Zi Chen with curiosity and awe.
Zi Chen nodded to everyone.
In such a large Wuji Sect, after five thousand years, there are only a few dozen people left.
But these people are the ones who truly call this place home.
At this moment, looking at these dozens of people, Zi Chen suddenly understood something.
He walked forward, and everyone dispersed immediately, and he walked towards the depths of Wuji Sect.
At the old woman's signal, Zhang Chutian and Xiao Yu followed.
While moving forward, Zi Chen came to the outside of the Tibetan Armed Forces Pavilion, which had nine floors. In its heyday, except for holy weapons, there were all kinds of weapons of other levels.
At this moment, in his perception, this place was empty.
The restriction had disappeared and he walked straight in, followed by the two of them.
Floor after floor, Zi Chen reached the ninth floor. The entire nine-floor hall was covered with a thick layer of dust due to the disappearance of the restrictions and the lack of cleaning for a long time.
"Part of those weapons back then were lost in the battle, and a larger part were divided up by other forces. In the end, nothing was left."
Zhang Haotian looked at Zi Chen who was in a daze and said.
He didn't know the connection between these skeleton seniors and the Wuji Sect, but he had a vague feeling in his heart that this skeleton senior seemed to have different feelings for the Wuji Sect.
Zi Chen turned around and went downstairs, and then came to the library pavilion, which is where the exercises are stored. After being expanded again and again, it now has nine floors.
All the techniques that Zi Chen obtained from the four major burial sites are here. It can be said that they have everything.
In that era, Wuji Sect allowed the entire Tianwu Continent to share combat skills.
But now, this place is also empty, there is not even a book on ordinary cultivation techniques.
"The techniques here have also been divided up by those forces." Zhang Chutian said dissatisfied: "I heard that in its glory days, the Wuji Sect provided free training resources to the entire Tianwu Continent, and allowed them to enjoy the combat skills, but now it has ended up No combat skills whatsoever."
There was a hint of anger in his words.
Because his ancestor is Zhang Haotian, he knows the history of that year very well.
In that glorious era, the Wuji Sect supplied the entire Tianwu Continent. However, with the disappearance of the leader of the Zichen Sect, the Wuji Sect was divided up by those forces.
After leaving the library pavilion, Zi Chen walked towards the alchemy building again, but it was also empty.
It can be said that now in the entire Wuji Sect, there are no resources left, not even the lowest cultivation techniques.
Finally, Zi Chen reached the four time castles, which were the foundation of the rise of Wuji Sect.
The four major castles have disappeared, and the land is in chaos.
Even the formation base that Lu Peng had laid out personally had been poached.
"The four major time castles, one is in the Wang family, one is in the Five Elements family, and one was obtained by the Heavenly Slaughter Alliance. As for the last one, it is missing." Zhang Chutian said.
Gone, there is nothing left in the entire Wuji Sect except these dozens of people.
Zi Chen was filled with emotions!
But the destruction of Wuji Sect also made him understand a truth.
To form a sect, in addition to strong combat effectiveness, you also need deep-rooted cohesion.
The Wuji Sect was indeed cohesive in the past, but that was limited to Zi Chen and his powerful friends.
With their fall, the entire sect became a mess and eventually collapsed from within.
When he was disappointed, he was also very happy. At least the Wuji Sect had not been completely destroyed, and there were still dozens of people left.
Although their fighting power is very weak and their level is very low, they have extremely rare cohesion and regard this place as their last home.
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Sacred place, Wang family.
This is a newly rising family, known as the second family of the Holy Land, with a history of more than a thousand years.
The head of the family is named Liu Che, and he is only one step away from the pseudo-heaven.
"Father, something bad is going to happen. Something is going to go wrong."
An anxious and somewhat panicked voice sounded, Liu Che's door was pushed open, and a young man walked in.
"Why are you so panicked?" Liu Che opened his eyes and looked at his only son.
"Father, all the strong men from the Qinghuo Gang have gone to the Wuji Sect, and even Qinghuo has gone. It seems that this time Qinghuo is determined to occupy the Wuji Sect."
