Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Jun Linyuan's gaze darkened slightly. He hadn't dealt with Meng Qinghong for several months, but he had forgotten that the Sword Sect was full of unreasonable guys.

Jiang Han, in particular, acts with utter lawlessness and completely disregards the consequences.

If it were someone else who kidnapped Xiao Yue and the others, he would feel more at ease. After all, they were all from major sects, and the relationships between the sects were intricate. Everyone had many connections behind them, so they wouldn't easily break off relations and take lives.

But he really couldn't figure out Jiang Han.

Based on the intelligence gathered in the past few days, this kid is truly capable of killing.

After a moment of silence, Jun Linyuan looked up at the distant horizon, where streaks of light were flying overhead. Judging from their aura, they were the other disciples of the Wanling Yudao Sect.

To this day, no one from Moon Shadow Pavilion has shown up, not even a single reply, and there has been no sign of any so-called support.

In this way, as long as he is held back by Meng Qinghong, Jiang Han can easily beat everyone else half to death, and take away everything that should be taken and shouldn't be taken.

"That's all, it's over now, it's useless to say more."

Jun Linyuan sighed and gave up struggling.

Jiang Han is such a huge variable. Originally, the situation was evenly matched, and he even had the advantage. But since this kid joined, it has become a one-sided situation where the Sword Sect is suppressing everyone.

What kind of destined person is Jiang Han? Is his destiny to bully others?

Alas, I can only blame myself for being too arrogant back then.

If we had joined forces with Moon Shadow Pavilion to occupy a place to fight against the Sword Sect, we would definitely have been able to suppress the Sword Sect.

Even though he forcibly seized half of the Sword Sect's inheritance, Meng Qinghong couldn't do anything about it.

But it's too late to say anything now. He made a wrong move and released Jiang Han, this unreasonable guy. Now he can only accept his fate.

Thinking of this, Jun Linyuan leaped into the air and, within the encirclement, said forlornly to the group of disciples rushing towards him from afar:

"Fellow disciples, we have been defeated. Hand over all your storage treasures."

One sentence immediately stopped the crowd, who were all excited and shouting that they were ready for a big battle, and they froze in place.

What? What did they hear?

Weren't they supposed to come back and start a war with the Sword Sect? How come they've already lost before the battle even started?

Everyone tensed up, looking at Jun Linyuan with some suspicion. The leader even asked directly, "No, Senior Brother Jun, what do you mean by this...?"

Jun Linyuan frowned: "Shut up and do as I say."

After saying that, he seemed to realize something was wrong and softened his tone: "I will explain to you later, but for now, do as I say and hand over all your storage magic items."

As they spoke, the disciples of the Sword Sect slowly activated their sword formation, facing the people of the Imperial Dao Sect, and the surrounding atmosphere immediately became tense and deadly.

Jun Linyuan realized something was wrong and quickly tried to persuade him again:

"The situation has changed. Do as I say, as long as..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man interrupted him: "Impossible! Do you know how much we paid to get these treasures? You think you can just hand them over like that?"

Standing at the very front, the Yu Dao Sect disciple at the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage spoke:

"Since entering the Land of Inheritance, we have risked our lives and paid a heavy price to finally obtain these treasures. This is an opportunity we fought tooth and nail for, and now you want us to hand it over with just a word? How is that possible!"

He looked agitated, even somewhat resentful.

What were they doing descending to the mortal realm this time? Wasn't it for these treasures that could help them break through their current realm?

Now that they have obtained the treasure, as long as they defeat the Sword Sect, they can use these gains to improve their cultivation level and increase their strength after returning to the Spirit Realm. They can quickly become famous, be valued by powerful ancestors, and receive resources and magical treasures from them, allowing them to grow rapidly like a snowball.

But if they hand everything over, what will their previous efforts amount to? What will they do when they go back?

Jun Linyuan remained silent for a long time before saying, "I will find a way to make up for today's losses in the future. Now, listen to me first."

"impossible!"

The disciple shouted, looked around, gestured to the people around him, and quietly retreated while shouting:

"The Sword Sect is not someone to be trifled with. If we hand over all our magical treasures, won't we become fish on the chopping block, at their mercy?"

"Everyone, Senior Brother Jun would never do something like putting us in such danger. This person must be a fake created by the Sword Sect using magic to trick us into surrendering."

"Fellow disciples, do not fall for the Sword Sect's trick! Quickly follow me to find the real Senior Brother Jun, and we will return to reclaim our precious land!"

After saying that, he turned and ran without hesitation, and the others also set off almost at the same time, each running away in different directions.

In an instant, all sorts of spirit beasts roared and howled, turning into spiritual light that enveloped everyone and quickly disappeared. Some even used Blood Escape to vanish in the blink of an eye.

Judging from their practiced movements without the slightest hesitation, it was clear that the group had planned it out in advance and had even rehearsed it more than once.

Jun Linyuan's eyes widened in disbelief. "Damn it, you can play like this?!"

If he's fake, then who is real?

Good heavens, they actually dared to play him!

Thinking of this, his eyes darted around, and he shouted, "You're not even listening to me anymore! Come back here!"

"Fine, fine, you won't even listen to me anymore, huh? Then I'll go and bring you back myself."

As he spoke, he made a move to chase after him.

But before he could move, Meng Qinghong flashed in front of him, blocking his way with a mocking smile in her eyes:

"Where are you planning to go, Fellow Daoist Jun?"

Jun Linyuan stopped in his tracks: "These bastards actually mistook me for someone else! I'm going to go and bring them back so I can see who I am!"

"We don't need you. With Junior Brother Jiang here, they can't escape."

As Meng Qinghong spoke, he looked to the side, and Jun Linyuan followed suit, only to see a streak of green light disappear into the horizon.

Wow, that's fast! It's even faster than him.

Jun Linyuan's heart sank slightly. The last time they met, Jiang Han's speed wasn't this monstrous; this time it had nearly doubled.

Is it because of those blue wings?

But this kid is only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, isn't that a bit too much?

Thinking this, he looked at Meng Qinghong standing to the side and asked:

"Fellow Daoist Meng, aren't you going to give chase? Jiang Han alone can't catch my junior brothers."

Meng Qinghong smiled enigmatically: "I won't go. I have to keep an eye on you. Even if they all run away, they're not as important as you."

His mission in descending to the mortal realm this time was very clear: the most important thing was to protect Jiang Han, the second was to hold back the tribulation-crossing disciples of other sects to create conditions for Jiang Han to exert his power, and only then would he seek his own opportunity.

Now he only needs to keep an eye on Jun Linyuan; he doesn't need to get involved in anything else.

Jun Linyuan was truly at a loss. Although he wanted to rescue his fellow disciples, they were on the verge of total annihilation. If he hesitated any longer, he would also fall into the hands of the Sword Sect.

"Very well, in that case, we'll meet again someday!"

He shouted urgently, and a large area of ​​lightning suddenly burst out from the Purple Thunder Scale beside him.

At the same time, he raised his hand and threw a heavy punch, which shattered the surrounding space. Meng Qinghong raised his sword to block it, and the two collided heavily, sending each of them flying backward.

Jun Linyuan felt a chill in his chest as he was unexpectedly injured by the sword intent. However, he also used the force of the recoil to transform into lightning and escape thousands of miles away.