Chapter 1864 - Who Come, Who Die!
Dead wood withered, weeds were piled up.
The current G.o.d rare sect was like an old man in his final years, devoid of any signs of life, and likely about to collapse at any moment.
As Long Fei went up against Destiny G.o.d, making him the enemy of the entire Devil Island, G.o.d rare sect was the first to bear the brunt of the attack.
Even though …
The Gold Robe Master had always publicized to the outside that Long Fei was not G.o.d rare sect"s disciple, but many of the people who feared the Destiny G.o.d did not let go.
In these three years, the G.o.d rare sect did not accept a single disciple.
Not only that, but the sect disciples were also in a mess. They all left in a scattered manner, as if they were monkeys falling from a tree.
However …
There was always someone who insisted.
For example, the Gold Robe Master, or the heavily punished Zhang Sanqian.
They were still persisting.
They had always been guarding the G.o.d rare sect.
But this time …. They were afraid that they wouldn"t be able to hold on even if they died.
"Ancestor, with the three day deadline, the group from Destiny Sect will probably attack the G.o.d rare sect." Zhang Sanqian said lightly. He had been severely punished by the golden robe, but he did not hold a grudge.
Just like how he was nearly killed by Luo Wanhong that year, Zhang Sanqian did not hold back his hatred.
He centered around the G.o.d rare sect.
Gold Robe Master frowned, his hands tightly held onto the dragon head handle on the chair, he said: "If he dares to come, I dare to fight, G.o.d rare sect is not that easy to bully."
Another clan elder said slightly: "Ancestor, based on the elderly, weak, and handicapped of our G.o.d rare sect, I"m afraid..."
He did not continue.
Destiny Sect would come over from time to time to encircle and annihilate them, and those who remained were disciples who were still injured.
Once news of the three day deadline spread out, there would be more disciples who would leave.
Wanting to contend with the incomparably powerful Destiny Sect?
Something that was basically impossible.
Zhang Sanqian knew in his heart, as did the golden-robed elder.
Gold Robe Master looked at Zhang Sanqian, and said with a hint of reproach: "It"s all because of your indulgence, otherwise, how could a mere nominal disciple cause such a storm?"
In his heart, he hated Long Fei.
It was not only because Long Fei killed the ten disciples that he had personally trained, but also because Long Fei dragged the G.o.d rare sect into the bottomless abyss.
Zhang Sanqian said slightly: "Ancestor, even though all of this is because of Long Fei, don"t you think that Long Fei will change this world?"
"If he hasn"t come out of the Devil Temple in three years, does that mean that the inheritance power he received was even stronger than the Flying G.o.ddess"s back then?"
"Who knows, maybe this time, he will bring honor and glory to the G.o.d rare sect?" Zhang Sanqian did not give up on Long Fei, or should we say...
The reason why G.o.d rare sect persevered, was because he was waiting for Long Fei"s return.
The Flying G.o.ddess stayed in the Devil Temple for one year, giving birth to the number one person in the Devil Island, who would be able to break through the taboo.
Long Fei stayed for three years!
The inheritance he had obtained would definitely be even more ferocious.
The Gold Robe Master breathed out, and said, "I don"t care what kind of powerful inheritance he obtained, in short, the G.o.d rare sect cannot let him live."
Zhang Sanqian"s brows tightened, and said: "Ancestor."
Gold Robe Master said: "Isn"t it enough for him to harm G.o.d rare sect? As the Sect Master, you actually believe in a disciple in name, betting the fate of the G.o.d rare sect on him? Zhang Sanqian, you really dare to gamble! "
Zhang Sanqian lowered his head in silence.
Indeed.
The bet was too big.
The Gold Robe Master snorted coldly, "All elders, listen up. After the three thousand period is over, the Destiny Sect will definitely start a war against us. Our G.o.d rare sect is never afraid of anyone, and if anyone dares to attack us, we will let them have a taste of our G.o.d rare sect"s might."
"All of you, go down and prepare."
"Yes sir!"
… ….
Everyone withdrew.
The golden-robed man looked at the portrait of the Flying G.o.ddess in the hall and said softly, "Seems like the G.o.d rare sect is about to be destroyed in my generation. Lord G.o.ddess, I am useless."
While they were talking …
Gold Robe Master"s eyes started to water up.
… ….
"A mere G.o.d rare sect who has stubbornly resisted for so many years, what three days are you going to give him?"
"If I were to say it, I would have directly taken him by surprise."
"Exactly."
"Does the current G.o.d rare sect think that it was when the Flying G.o.ddess was still alive? "They are now fish on the chopping block. How long can they last?"
At the foot of the mountain.
The Destiny Sect"s army gathered.
Many experts from various sects were gathered here.
They were waiting for the three days to end. After three days, they would lead their army to attack, and by then, the G.o.d rare sect would definitely become a river of blood.
An old man stroked his white beard and said: "G.o.d rare sect, this sect that used to stand at the summit of Devil Island, during the time of Flying G.o.ddess, they had the ability to eliminate all of the sect"s forces, but they did not do so. Furthermore, Flying G.o.ddess possesses a kind heart, which helped us to break through our shackles and develop all kinds of suitable cultivation techniques.
"Even though a thousand years have pa.s.sed, we should still give G.o.d rare sect some time out of respect. Furthermore, G.o.d rare sect is not as weak as you think."
"No one can break the G.o.d rare sect"s Flying Heaven Formation."
"The Flying Crane that appeared in the Devil Hills is the number one warbeast of the Devil Island.
"If we want to take down the G.o.d rare sect, we cannot let our guard."
Only the older generation knew a little about this.
Regarding the younger generation, even if they knew, they wouldn"t care. Who would care about the powerhouse from a thousand years ago?
"Elder, don"t worry, I will use my life to bet that we won"t be able to open the Flying Heaven Formation. It could be seen that it had long given up on the G.o.d rare sect. Even if the Flying Crane really was still there, what power did the G.o.d rare sect have after becoming a beast that had lived for a thousand years? When that time comes, I will roast that Flying Crane, hahaha … " A young elder laughed out loud.
The many young Elders began to laugh as well.
"Hahaha …"
"You"re right!"
"Bake it, what kind of bulls.h.i.t Flying Crane is that, directly turning it into a Soaring Crane."
… ….
G.o.d rare sect was preparing.
The great army of the Destiny Sect was also continuously infiltrating.
Face death.
Facing the army of G.o.ds.
Many people were scared, and also incomparably fearful.
Three days pa.s.sed in the blink of an eye.
The army of destiny was pressing down on the land.
The black ma.s.s crushed towards the Heaven"s Awakening Mountain.
"Patriarch, something bad happened!"
"Elder Chen"s rebellion, Sky Flying Divine Formation... It has been destroyed by him, and is currently unable to activate. Without the protection of the Flying Heaven Array, they will be able to reach the main hall in less than half an hour. "
An elder rushed into the hall in a fl.u.s.tered manner.
Gold Robe Master suddenly stood up, his fists clenched tightly into a pit, causing the air in the hall to explode, and a silent explosion sounded out, "You dog!"
The Flying Heaven Formation was their last line of protection. As long as it was not destroyed, the people from the Destiny Sect would have no way of dealing with them.
But now …
The muscles at the corner of Gold Robe Master"s eyes twitched, he was boiling with anger, and his killing intent surged.
And then …
He opened his right hand and made a grasping motion in the air, causing a three meter long long-handled falchion to appear in his hand, its entire body glowing with a golden light.
With a shake of his long blade, Gold Robe Master flew out, "Whoever comes will die!"