Frontier Army Warrior

The entire mountain was deserted and empty, and the two senior brothers were nowhere to be found. There were dried bloodstains on the steps leading up the mountain.

I'm afraid my two senior brothers are also in grave danger.

The young outer disciple was confused. Who exactly was that person just now?

Now it seems it wasn't a human, but a god or a demon?

After a while, the young disciple came to his senses.

He knew there was a shortcut down the mountain and he had to find his sect leader as soon as possible to report this huge change.

At the foot of the mountain is a manor, which is the external affairs office set up by the Zhongxing Sect. Disciples who have no hope of cultivation work there, and they are responsible for handling the sect's external affairs such as food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Upon receiving the report from the outer disciples, the disciple in charge of external affairs immediately selected a fast horse, prepared clean water and dry food, and sent the young disciple out of the mountain pass.

The disciples of the Foreign Affairs Office knew where their sect leader had gone, so the young disciples mounted their horses and spurred them straight toward the Taihang Mountains.

He traveled day and night, disregarding his fatigue, and after ten days, he finally arrived at the foot of the Taihang Mountains.

On Hidden Pillar Peak in the Taihang Mountains, inside a huge cave, the three sect leaders and three disabled elders still sat cross-legged on the ground, eyes closed and concentrating.

They have spent countless years practicing this kind of cultivation, but ten days or half a month is equivalent to just a few hours.

In the quiet space, no one dared to disturb them.

Suddenly, Gao Zhengqing, the leader of the Zhengyi Sect, opened his eyes.

A moment later, hurried footsteps were heard, and a second-generation disciple of the Sword Form Sect rushed in.

Sword-shaped Sect Master Ji Fengxing frowned and looked over.

The second-generation disciple leaned closer to Ji Fengxing and whispered a few words.

Ji Fengxing immediately opened his mouth wide, and his eyes involuntarily turned to the face of Mu Qianyang, the master of Zhongxing Sect.

As the leader of one of the three major sects, one not only needs profound skills, but also a resilient mind and a stable and peaceful temperament.

But now, seeing Ji Fengxing's astonished and stunned expression, the other two sect leaders couldn't help but wonder.

What major event could have happened to make the leader of a major sect show such an expression?

Ji Fengxing quickly regained his senses.

"Sect Leaders, things are getting complicated."

Gao Zhengqing asked calmly, "Junior Brother Ji, what happened?"

Ji Fengxing glanced at Mu Qianyang again before speaking slowly.

"Someone has ventured into the Qinling Mountains..."

His words were interrupted by Mu Qianyang: "What? Who dares to be so insolent?"

The entire tall and spacious cave reverberated with a constant buzzing sound from Mu Qianyang's voice.

"Senior Brother Mu, Zhongxing Sect has been attacked..."

"Just say it!"

"He killed many disciples."

Mu Qianyang jumped up from the ground, his big eyes staring at the second-generation disciple who had just entered the cave.

"what's the situation?"

Ji Fengxing waved his hand: "Senior Brother Mu, please don't get agitated. According to the report from your Zhongxing Sect outer disciples, someone broke into the mountain gate and killed seven third-generation disciples of the Zhongxing Sect inner sect. The second-generation disciples and above have disappeared without a trace, and their fate is currently unknown."

A collective gasp filled the cave.

As cultivators, we all know that it is difficult to find qualified disciples nowadays, and the sects that have been passed down for thousands of years are getting worse with each generation.

Things were somewhat better during prosperous times, but due to years of war, external and internal troubles, the people were displaced and faced a life-or-death situation.

They lost the opportunity to select talent for their sect.

Disciples of each sect are like treasures; the death of one means one less, and replenishing them is extremely difficult.

Mu Qianyang stood there, stunned, his eyes wide with disbelief.

Seven inner disciples—that's all he had.

The development of Zhongxingmen depends entirely on these third-generation disciples; if one or two outstanding individuals can emerge, it will elevate the sect's level.

He wasn't left with a single one?

Gui Ju also stood up, reached out to support Mu Qianyang, and secretly squeezed his arm to signal him to calm down.

Having cultivated for many years, Mu Qianyang quickly calmed down.

He let out a long breath.

"This person... must be Lin Feng..."

Gui Ju quickly replied, "In that case, it should be Lin Feng."

Compared to the others in the cave, Gao Zhengqing had the highest cultivation level, was the leader of the Zhengyi Sect, and was also the calmest person here.

"Whoever brought the message, let him in and speak with us."

Seeing their sect leader nod in acknowledgment, the second-generation disciple of the Sword Form Sect turned and quickly walked out.

Before long, the outer disciples of Zhongxingmen rushed into the cave. When they saw their sect leader and Gui Ju, they immediately prostrated themselves on the ground and wailed loudly.

Mu Qianyang coldly shouted, "Shut up and tell me the details of what happened."

The young disciple suppressed his grief and recounted in detail what he had seen.

The cave was silent for a moment.

Gao Zhengqing nodded: "It seems to be Lin Feng. I wonder where he went?"

The young disciple from Zhongxing Sect rolled his eyes and thought for a moment.

"It seems this person headed west..."

The three sect leaders exchanged a glance. Gao Zhengqing's heart began to pound, but his expression remained unchanged.

Everyone was thinking the same thing: if Lin Feng went west, could it be that he went to the Tianshan Mountains?

Despite Gao Zhengqing's profound cultivation, he could no longer stay still.

Although the Tianshan Zhengyi Sect is superior to other sects, it has the fewest disciples.

Because their criteria for selecting disciples are much stricter.

"Junior Brother Yan, it's time for us to return to the mountain."

Yan Su nodded quickly.

Ji Fengxing hurriedly tried to stop him.

"Senior Brother Gao, Lin Feng is using a diversionary tactic. We can't fall for his trick."

Mu Qianyang laughed bitterly, "They've all been wiped out, what's the point of mobilizing the tiger? I'm going down the mountain to wipe out Lin Feng's entire family."

Gao Zhengqing frowned and shouted, "Junior Brother Mu, you mustn't be reckless. As a cultivator, how can you lay a hand on ordinary people?"

Mu Qianyang chuckled, and a moment later...

"Then I will go and destroy the Jade Spring Temple."

Everyone in the cave was silent, knowing that Mu Qianyang's nerves had been severely stimulated and he had lost his composure for a moment.

Although Lin Feng was a disciple of Yuquan Temple in name only, he had never practiced there. Moreover, his master's cultivation method had been abolished by them, causing him to sever his meridians and die.

As for the other disciples of Yuquan Temple, they had almost no connection with Lin Feng.

This guy, who seemed like a rogue cultivator, once he unleashed his power, left a group of big shots in the cultivation world at a loss.

Lin Feng's family and relatives are all ordinary people in the secular world. If he wants revenge, he needs to go down the mountain and kill someone.

A group of cultivators killing ordinary people in the mortal world would become a laughing stock in the cultivation world if word got out.

They pride themselves on being from a prestigious and righteous sect. If they were to take revenge and kill ordinary people, what kind of magic would they be practicing, and what kind of path would they be following?

Clearly, this path of revenge is not feasible.

Even if it was a trap set for Lin Feng to bring his sister Lin Shou up the mountain, it was under the guise of recruiting disciples.

Gao Zhengqing could no longer stand it. Regardless of how Mu Qianyang would retaliate against Lin Feng, protecting his own disciples was the most important thing.

"We will descend the mountain first. Junior Brother Ji, please take precautions. Farewell."

After saying that, without waiting for anyone else to speak, he vanished into the cave in a flash.

Although Yan Su had lost a leg, he was still quite fast. His figure gradually disappeared from the spot, and his body had already passed through the cave.

Like two giant mountain eagles, the two of them swept through the forests of Hidden Pillar Peak, over the steep rocks, and floated down the mountain.