There is a Traitor Within the Dao Sword Sect

「Hmph!」

In the battlefield, a Yuan Ying cultivator finally couldn't take it anymore. Even a clay figurine has its limits of endurance! Let alone a respected Yuan Ying cultivator?

He immediately channeled his spiritual energy, and a fiery dragon materialized out of thin air, lunging straight towards Chasing the Wind.

「Wow! So you do have tempers, huh?」 Chasing the Wind's speed was swift, effortlessly dodging the fiery dragon while continuing to taunt, 「I thought you were all cuckold turtles!」

The fiery dragon seemed alive, chasing after Chasing the Wind in attack. But Chasing the Wind was too agile; the dragon, though powerful, was too clumsy to even graze it.

「Hahaha!」 Chasing the Wind laughed arrogantly, dodging and taunting at the same time, 「Just as stupid as you!」

「Ahhh...」

Another Yuan Ying sword cultivator couldn't hold back anymore, shouting, 「I'm going to tear it apart!」 and raised his sword, ready to engage in close combat with Chasing the Wind.

But before he could act, Sun Yicheng's voice suddenly echoed in his mind: 「Stop. I'll handle it!」

He glanced at Sun Yicheng, not particularly keen on obeying, but saw that Sun Yicheng had already contacted the Cloud Boat. The Ancient Sword Immortal above them had moved!

He still obeyed, halting his advance.

Chasing the Wind once again shook off the fiery dragon and looked towards the battlefield, spotting the Ancient Sword Immortal charging towards it with a sword in hand.

Instantly, it felt the hair on its head stand on end, its blood surging. It turned and ran, full speed, channeling its spiritual energy, fleeing for its life!

The Ancient Sword Immortal stepped forward, crossing a hundred yards in an instant, appearing behind Chasing the Wind and delivering a horizontal slash, aiming directly at its lower back.

「What the!」

Chasing the Wind hadn't expected the Ancient Sword Immortal to be this fast... Perhaps it wasn't speed, but some kind of divine ability. In a moment of panic, it transformed into darkness, allowing the sword to pass through its body.

It reverted to its original form, spitting out a mouthful of tiger blood.

Though it had transformed into darkness to avoid the sword, it was still injured. The Ancient Sword Immortal's sword wasn't easy to dodge; even with its body turning dark, it couldn't escape the sword intent.

Despite the blood loss, Chasing the Wind didn't slow down for a moment. It continued to run while spitting blood, quickly widening the distance between itself and the Ancient Sword Immortal.

The Ancient Sword Immortal sheathed his sword, watching Chasing the Wind flee, then stepped forward again, suddenly appearing behind it, thrusting his sword forward.

「What is this?」 Chasing the Wind wondered, 「How can it be so fast?」

Its big head couldn't fathom it.

Since transforming into darkness couldn't dodge the Ancient Sword Immortal's sword, this time it decided to try a different approach. Using the momentum of its forward dash, it stretched out its claws and slapped the sword's spine.

The tiger's paw struck true, causing the Ancient Sword Immortal's sword to graze its cheek. Though the sword didn't touch its face, its left whiskers were cut off, and its right cheek was slashed open.

At the same time, its body couldn't withstand the Ancient Sword Immortal's strength, being blasted backward with a loud 「Boom」, instantly flying over forty to fifty yards.

It flipped in the air, steadied itself, and continued its escape.

“Luckily, your Uncle Tiger is tough!” Its paw was cut by the Ancient Sword Immortal's sword, leaving a trail of blood drops in the air, and its body ached faintly, “Still holding up.”

When the Ancient Sword Immortal stepped out from the battlefield, Ao Yi was also getting restless within the protective mountain array. As the Ancient Sword Immortal delivered its first strike to Chasing the Wind, Ao Yi also charged out from the protective array.

Ao Yi moved through the air as effortlessly as swimming in water, twisting its body to cover hundreds of meters in an instant.

As soon as it emerged from the protective array, it dove into the crowd of the battlefield, twisting its body to cut through them.

Truly, 「Touch and you die, graze and you're injured」!

The battlefield was filled with Jin Dan and Zhu Ji cultivators, and Ao Yi's charge tore through them, creating a passageway with over a hundred casualties.

However, as Ao Yi emerged from the battlefield and stood above the crude formation, a voice suddenly echoed behind it:

「Monster, we've been waiting for you!」

It coldly turned to see Sun Yicheng speaking.

As Sun Yicheng's voice fell, the five Yuan Ying cultivators above the battlefield simultaneously attacked, sending three Ancient Immortal Demon-Shattering Talismans directly towards it.

Chasing the Wind had already consumed two of these talismans, leaving the remaining three for Ao Yi.

「Hmph!」 Seeing these ignorant cultivators using talismans as external aids against it, Ao Yi couldn't help but sneer. It bellowed, 「Dragon God True Form, Invincible Against All Spells!」

In an instant, its black body glowed with dazzling black light, radiating outward, causing anyone touched by the light to feel an urge to submit, overwhelmed by bloodline suppression.

The three Demon-Shattering Talismans, in particular, were blown away by the black light, fluttering like ordinary paper before landing on the ground like trash.

After all, Chasing the Wind had broken the talismans' effects after receiving just a few drops of Ao Yi's essence blood.

「Using Demon-Shattering Talismans to restrain me?」 Ao Yi looked at the few Yuan Ying cultivators, disdainfully, 「What a joke!」

「Really?」

Suddenly, Sun Yicheng's voice rang out again. Simultaneously, a feeling of extreme discomfort invaded Ao Yi, forcing it to hastily turn around. It saw Sun Yicheng holding an activated talisman, which transformed into red light and shot towards it.

「What do you think this is!?」 Sun Yicheng shouted.

The red light pierced through the black light emitted by Ao Yi's Dragon God True Form, directly hitting its body.

As the talisman struck, Ao Yi immediately recognized it.

「True Dragon Reverse Scale Talisman!」

Every inch of Ao Yi's body felt like it was being stabbed, its scales seemingly wanting to detach, and its sparse dragon blood trembled with fear, boiling with rage.

「And the Dragon-Slaying Sword!」

Seeing Ao Yi in pain, Sun Yicheng couldn't help but laugh heartily.

He took out a sword from his spatial bag and threw it to a Yuan Ying sword cultivator, shouting, 「Senior, take the sword!

「Ao Yi, Ao Yi, we've been waiting for you for a long time!」

Ao Yi finally felt fear and began to retreat.

As they set a trap for the enemy, the enemy had also dug a pit for them.

「They came prepared!!」 On Dan Peak, Gu Yueming was filled with worry, pacing forward repeatedly, 「They knew the Dao Sword Sect had a dragon and prepared dragon-slaying methods in advance!

「But how could they possibly know the Dao Sword Sect has a dragon?!」

Qin Ran didn't look at Ao Yi but instead focused on the array-breaking nails pinned to the protective array of the Dao Sword Sect, asking Gu Yueming a question he hadn't considered before:

「Sect Master, how could they have prepared array-breaking nails in advance?」

「What?」 Gu Yueming didn't understand.

Array-breaking nails are used to break arrays, right? Zhican Valley attacking the Dao Sword Sect and preparing such things to break the protective array of the Dao Sword Sect—isn't that normal?

「How can a set of array-breaking nails break all the arrays in the world?」 Qin Ran shook his head, sighing, 「The variations of arrays are endless. How can a set of array-breaking nails cut off so many variations?

「Unless, this set of array-breaking nails was specifically crafted for the Dao Sword Sect's protective array.」

He looked at Gu Yueming, 「Sect Master, don't you understand? There's a traitor within the Dao Sword Sect!

「Someone who handed over the foundational information of the Dao Sword Sect's protective array to Zhican Valley, someone who knew there was a dragon within the array.」

Gu Yueming looked at Qin Ran, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He knew who the traitor was; he just couldn't accept it.

「Why?」 he murmured, 「I thought it was just a difference in governing philosophies...」