To be the best leader, you must also be the strongest leader!

Yan Jun turned around and looked solemnly at the twenty Nascent Soul cultivators standing not far away. The three late Nascent Soul cultivators among them made him look very ugly.

"The Shadow Moon Twin Demons, Old Ghost Xuanhuo, I never thought you would unite to set a trap for our sect!"

Among the twenty Yuanying stage monks opposite, one of them was tall with strange black magic patterns on his face. Next to him stood another monk who looked like a shadow.

These two were both cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage of the Demon Killing Palace, known as the Shadow Moon Twin Demons, and they were very powerful.

The late Nascent Soul cultivator next to the two of them was wearing a red robe, looked middle-aged, and had long red hair. He was the top master from Tianhuoshan Mountain.

"You, Lord Yan, are the top master of Tianyuan Continent after all, and it is worth our joint efforts." Yue Mo looked at Lord Yan and spoke slowly.

"Hehe, you should feel honored to die at the hands of the three of us." A hoarse voice came from the shadow demon beside him.

"Why waste so much time talking to him? Just take action and end this quickly!" Xuanhuo burst out with powerful momentum and was ready to take action.

"Wait a minute, I'm very curious, how did you know that our sect's target is this top-grade spiritual vein?" Yan Jun suddenly asked the people opposite.

"Hmph, do you think we will tell you?" Xuanhuo snorted coldly.

"You'd better be a confused ghost." A powerful aura burst out from the Shadow Demon's body at this time, and he was also ready to take action.

However, at this moment, a cold voice sounded out of nowhere: "Do you still need to ask? Of course it's because there is a traitor in our sect."

The sudden sound made the faces of the monks present change, and the monks from the Demon Killing Palace and Tianhuoshan Mountain on the opposite side all looked vigilantly for the location where the sound came from.

Yan Jun's face lit up with joy: "Brother, you're here!"

"Great, the Sect Master is here!"

"There's hope now!"

"What did the Sect Master just say? Is there a traitor in our sect?"

"Who is it?"

The ten Nascent Soul cultivators from the Donghua Sword Sect naturally recognized the identity of the voice's owner, and the group, who had just looked despairing, instantly became excited.

However, among these ten Donghua Sword Sect Nascent Soul cultivators, panic flashed in the depths of the eyes of two of them.

When the Nascent Soul cultivators on the opposite side heard that it was Patriarch Donghua who had arrived, their expressions changed drastically.

"How is that possible? Didn't old ghost Donghua go to Hailuo Mountain?" Yue Mo exclaimed.

"Oh no, we've been tricked by that old ghost Donghua!"

"Don't worry, we have the Eight Extremes Dragon Trapping Formation. Even the old ghost Donghua can't step into the formation." Xuanhuo forced himself to remain calm.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying and overbearing sword energy slashed fiercely on the barrier formed by the Eight Extremes Dragon Trapping Formation.

boom!

With a loud bang, the Eight Extremes Dragon Trapping Formation that enveloped the valley began to fluctuate wildly. The next moment, the formation was torn apart by a ray of sword light, and a violent wave of power swept around.

"This……"

"This is the Eight Extremes Dragon Trapping Formation! It was broken so easily!"

……

Looking at the torn Eight Extremes Dragon Trapping Formation, the Yuanying stage cultivators present all widened their eyes, their hearts extremely shocked. Their eyes were fixed on the figure that strode in from the crack in the formation.

Patriarch Donghua's long hair was flying, his clothes were fluttering, and his whole body was shrouded in terrifying power. With his appearance, an extremely domineering aura enveloped the world.

The Nascent Soul cultivators nearby all felt the tremendous pressure enveloping their entire bodies.

"So powerful! This is the aura of a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage!" Yue Mo stared at the Donghua Patriarch opposite him vigilantly, with his whole body full of true energy surging, ready for battle.

The other two late Nascent Soul cultivators nearby surged with strength, dissolving the pressure that enveloped their bodies, while staring at Patriarch Donghua vigilantly.

Patriarch Donghua strolled in the air and soon came closer.

"Brother, didn't you go to Hailuo Mountain? Why are you here?" Yan Jun hurriedly came forward.

The Donghua Patriarch simply glanced at the enemy across from him, then looked at the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Donghua Sword Sect. Suddenly, his eyes turned cold and he said, "Our sect has suffered considerable losses recently. Haven't you ever thought about the reason?"

"Brother, does our sect really have a spy?" Yan Jun still couldn't believe it. Only those present knew about the plan against the Demon Killing Palace this time.

If there really is a spy, he must be among these people. However, these elders of the Donghua Sword Sect present here have followed the Donghua Sword Sect for at least a hundred years. How could they be spies?

Patriarch Donghua fixed his cold gaze on one of the cultivators in the early Nascent Soul stage, and his majestic aura directly enveloped the cultivator.

"Sixth Elder, I never thought you were a spy. You've been lurking in our sect for over a hundred and forty years. You've worked really hard."

The Nascent Soul cultivator, who was being stared at by the Donghua Patriarch, turned pale with fear and hurriedly defended himself, "Master, you are wronging me. I am loyal to the sect, how could I be a spy?"

The rest of the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Donghua Sword Sect were staring at the Sixth Elder. Yan Jun frowned. He was very familiar with this Sixth Elder. He had joined the Donghua Sword Sect for more than one hundred and forty years and had made countless contributions to the sect. He really didn't believe that the other party was a spy lurking in the Donghua Sword Sect.

"Wronged? If you want to prove your innocence, then let me search your soul." Patriarch Donghua stared at the Sixth Elder, emitting a strong murderous intent.

"Search...search your soul...Sect Master, I am truly wronged..."

The Sixth Elder wanted to argue, but Patriarch Donghua didn't waste any words. He raised his right hand and swung it. A flaming sword light shot out, and the Sixth Elder had no time to react before the sword light pierced his body.

A cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage was no match for Patriarch Donghua at all. Patriarch Donghua easily eliminated him, then turned his gaze to look at another elder.

"Third Elder, you've been lurking in our sect for two hundred and ten years. It must have been quite hard."

"What? The Third Elder is also a spy?"

The Yuanying stage elders of Donghua Sword Sect had not yet recovered from their shock and looked at the third elder again. The third elder's face turned pale and blue as he was stared at by everyone. Although he wanted to defend himself, he knew that no matter how much he defended himself, it would be useless.

Since Patriarch Donghua has already spoken, he will definitely not give him any chance.

"Master, how did you find out?" The third elder stared at Patriarch Donghua. He couldn't figure out where he had revealed his flaw.

"You don't need to know." Just as Patriarch Donghua was about to take action, the third elder suddenly crushed a jade talisman, and a light shield instantly enveloped him.

"What are you waiting for? Let's get started!"

As the Third Elder's voice fell, the twenty Nascent Soul cultivators on the opposite side attacked fearlessly. The strength of Patriarch Donghua was too strong, and they had to seize the initiative.