That night, on the western side of Cold Martial Sect, many people heard the earth-shaking battle cries.
Saber lights and sword shadows filled the sky, igniting a raging fire.
Those who didn't know what was going on thought that the enemy was coming, and they scattered in fright while trembling in fear. This caused the already tense atmosphere to become even more chaotic.
As for those who knew the truth, they sneered. They thought that what they were doing was a clever action, but in reality, they were courting death!
The sounds of fighting came and went quickly. Not long after, everything was quiet, and only balls of fire were still burning. Soon, those flames were extinguished, so as not to ignite a huge fire.
Looking at the direction of the fight, Lei Mingfeng and the rest were all silently observing, feeling sad.
Who would have thought that the grand Cold Martial Sect would fall to the point where they were on the verge of destruction within a few days.
Even in the eyes of those large sects, Cold Martial Sect was not worth mentioning, but for ordinary practitioners, their Cold Martial Sect was still an existence high above, a existence that others would look up to.
"I hope you can succeed in breaking through …"
Su Qingyu's heart sank to the bottom, and was very worried for Meng Junyan.
She didn't have any friends in Cold Martial Sect, and Meng Junyan was one of the few. Without blaming her for leaving him in such a dangerous situation, Su Qingyu knew that at this time, it was too difficult for him to save himself, so there was simply no other way to save himself.
The usual cheerful look on Lehman's face disappeared and was replaced with a rare serious one.
Yang Li's expression tensed up, he kept staring at the door, as long as there was wind and grass rustling, he would be on alert, ready to unleash a powerful attack at any time.
Ruan Xiaoyu quietly stared at Su Qingyu's back, the worry in his eyes never stopping.
No one knew what the situation of those who had broken through was, whether they were captured in failure or had successfully escaped from the cage.
The night was long and no one went to sleep. They were all waiting for the arrival of the second day.
Just what sort of change would happen to everyone's fates? Whether they lived or died, it would be revealed in another day.
Time passed slowly in a frozen atmosphere until dawn.
Just as the sky turned white, and the afterimages of the crescent moon could still be vaguely seen, along with the flickering starlight, a red firework shot up from outside the mountain, piercing through the darkness in an instant and illuminating the night sky.
Seeing the signal that he had been waiting for a long time, the corners of Elder Chen's mouth revealed a cruel smile, and he said to the people beside him in a deep voice: "Do it!"
Following his command, muffled groans came from all over the Cold Martial Sect. In a short period of time, at least a hundred disciples died a violent death, and quite a few elders and heads of high status also slowly fell under the blades and swords of their companions beside them as they watched in disbelief.
"You … "Hmm, why would you do that!"
A disciple held onto the surging blood in his chest and looked at his senior brother in shock. His eyes were filled with confusion and hatred.
"Why? Don't you see the situation? Against them, there was only death! Only those who understand the situation can continue to live. "
"You traitor, traitor! I curse you... We will die a horrible death! "
In the end, he still died with grievances. The disciple in charge of guarding the formation didn't believe it even at death's door. Before the enemy had even made a move, he had actually died at the hands of his fellow disciples.
Similar situations continuously played out in every corner, causing those disciples who harbored the will to die and live and die with the sect to die with hatred and uncertainty.
"Crap, why did the protective formation break?"
"Run!" Without the protection of a formation, they will definitely attack us! "
"I'm still young, I don't want to die …"
Looking at the transparent membrane in the sky, it was as though ice met boiling water, and it suddenly melted. In a few breaths time, it completely disappeared, causing everyone to be alarmed and feel a sense of impending doom.
As the first line of defense, and also the most powerful defense, the great protective formation had the enormous effect of affecting the survival of the sect.
There were panicked figures everywhere, people hiding in all directions and making a mess.
Who would have thought that the protective magical formation would break on its own amidst the silence, causing Han Beiwang to turn pale with fright. He abruptly stood up from his seat and said furiously: "What's going on! Elder Chen was personally responsible for this formation. He even said that everything was normal and even increased the defense by three times. Why would something like this happen? "
Han Beiwang was enraged, her eyes looked like a beast ready to devour humans.
"Send the order quickly, get him to see me right away!" Forget it, I'll go and check it myself and see what the hell he's doing. He's practically pushing the sect into a grave! "
This Black Turtle Ocean Defending Formation was the only protective formation left over from the Cold Martial Sect. It was strong enough to defend against more than a dozen four star soldiers for three days and three nights.
As long as the formation existed, the Cold Martial Sect would be firm and unbreakable!
Unless one was attacked by a sect that was ranked in the top three of Lihuo City, breaking through this Sea Management Array would require a huge amount of manpower and effort. It would take a very long time before it was completed.
He had originally thought that with the help of the great formation, the Cold Martial Sect would be able to sustain itself for a few more days no matter what. However, even in Han Beiwang's dreams, he never expected that before the enemy even attacked, the Black Turtle Sea Subduing Formation would suddenly disappear on its own!
At this juncture, even a fool would know what the disappearance of the formation meant.
However, this matter had truly and truly happened. If it wasn't for the unforgivable mistake, how could such a fatal black dragon have appeared?
Once the formation disappeared, even if it was just for a short moment, it would be enough for the enemies who had been guarding outside the mountain gate all this time to break through the Cold Martial Sect and kill without restraint, causing unpredictable damage.
It could be said that this unexpected event had messed up all of Han Beiwang's plans, and all of his plans that he had planned for with all his effort had come to naught.
Now, even if Law Enforcement Hall got back in time, they would perhaps only be able to see a Cold Martial Sect that was full of holes.
A furious Han Beiwang was just about to head over to the array core to check, when he saw Elder Chen running over anxiously.
"This is bad, Lord Sect Leader, the situation is bad!"
Seeing his panicked and disappointed look, Han Beiwang's heart sank. An extremely bad feeling immediately surfaced in his heart.
"What exactly happened? Explain it clearly!" Why did the formation suddenly close, and why haven't it been activated yet? "
Feeling his back drenched in cold sweat, Han Beiwang's heart burned with anxiety as he looked outside the mountain door. He kept praying in his heart, hoping that the enemies outside would not take the opportunity to come in.
"Reporting to the Sect Leader, there is a traitor within the sect! Not only have they killed all the disciples maintaining the formation, they have even taken the opportunity to attack those hidden guards and defensive disciples.
The corners of Elder Chen's mouth flashed with a cold smile, but his eyes revealed a heartache, a look of indignation.
"What did you say!?" Someone's rebelling? And he's still wantonly killing his own people in the same sect? "
When he heard the news, it was as if a bolt out of the blue. Han Beiwang's mind trembled, his eyes went wide, and he retreated again and again in disbelief, knocking over a few chairs.