After the mind-reading cripple junior sister, the entire sect rose to prominence.

Chapter 321 No, none of it is right.

"You yourselves are barely able to save yourselves, yet you're still worrying about others. Ha, should we call you kind and righteous, or should we say you're about to die and still don't realize it?"

Meng Chou sneered.

After he finished speaking, he heard some of the disciples of the Immortal Sect muttering:
"Who are you? You're talking so arrogantly, as if you know a lot about the inner workings of the Wuya Sect. Are you just making this up?"

After this person finished speaking, someone else chimed in, "That's right, he's just a junior disciple, yet he talks like he's the sect leader. Bah!"

"I think he's making all this up. How could a mere disciple like him know about the affairs of the higher-ups in the Wuya Sect?"

Meng Chou couldn't stand it when he heard this.

What junior disciple? What utter nonsense!
"What do you know? This is Steward Meng Reng. His father is the sect leader of our Wuya Sect, and he is very likely to become the next sect leader! How could Steward Meng not know what you are talking about!"

Seeing his expression, Du Ruhai wisely stepped forward to explain.

“That’s right, why would I lie to you about this? I not only know about these things, but I was also involved in them. How could it be false?” Meng Reng finally felt relieved.

However, after saying that, he got annoyed and didn't want to waste his breath on these ants. After all, they weren't involved in the deaths of Qiu Fang and Jiang Rong, so he wouldn't get any information out of them anyway.

If we deal with them sooner, I'll have to find other Immortal Sect teams.

"Alright, enough talk. Judging from your expressions, you're not going to hand over the stuff willingly. In that case, we'll just have to go get it ourselves..."

"Wait, I have one last question," Chen Lan called out. "You entered the secret realm specifically to target our Immortal Sect? Just to kill and plunder?"

"Yes."

Meng became even more sparing with his words, and after he finished speaking, he made a killing gesture.

Upon seeing this, the Wuya Sect disciples surrounding the Xianlai Sect team pressed forward, bloodthirsty smiles still gracing their lips—

Wuya Sect had already stated that the loot obtained this time would belong to the disciples of Xianlai Sect, while the treasures newly acquired by Xianlai Sect in the secret realm would be handed over to Wuya Sect.

That's a considerable sum of money! Everyone's been waiting for this day, and now we can finally get started!
When they made their move, the disciples of the Immortal Sect seemed very frightened. Instead of fighting back bravely, they huddled together and moved closer to the center, as if they wanted to keep warm together.

Meng Reng and Du Ruhai smiled when they saw this.

There's a saying that goes, "The stubborn fear the ruthless, and the ruthless fear the reckless." This applies to combat as well.

Even if there is a difference in strength between the two sides, if the people of the Immortal Sect are determined to die and want to take someone down with them, that would be troublesome for them.

But if they are so terrified that they don't even dare to resist, their fellow disciples might be able to easily defeat them without even getting hurt.

That's good, it saves us some effort, and then...

But suddenly, Meng Reng and Du Ruhai's expressions changed drastically. "Watch out!"

What did they see? !

As their own disciples moved to surround them, the outermost group of disciples suddenly lost their footing and fell into the trap!

The trap had been set long ago, likely disguised with some kind of illusionary magic, making it appear perfectly normal from the outside. The moment you stepped on it, you were instantly caught. And after falling in, all you heard were the disciples' pitiful screams; no one escaped for a long time!
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up!" Meng urged. "Head towards the spot where they retreated earlier; there won't be any traps there!"

The disciples who had escaped the first calamity were frozen in place, but upon hearing the order, they did as instructed.

As Meng Reng had predicted, they recalled the path the Xianlai Sect disciples had taken when they retreated, avoiding any untouched open areas, and thus avoided being caught off guard again.

Before Meng could even breathe a sigh of relief, his expression changed again.

Because those disciples who had chased halfway through the chase were just a few more steps away from meeting the person, but suddenly they stood still and started spinning around in circles.

Not only that, their faces showed panic, and they were shouting things like "Get away" and "What is that?" while unconsciously waving their swords.

After the first batch of traps were set, the disciples of Wuya Sect lost thirty or forty people. Now, all the remaining disciples seem to have entered some kind of predicament, and for a time they have fallen into a strange stalemate.

"What are you doing?" Meng asked angrily.

However, this formation seemed to block not only sight but also external sounds. No matter how he shouted, the people inside seemed to be blind and deaf.

They were still anxiously circling around, and inevitably, they bumped into their fellow disciples.

Armed with weapons, their collision inevitably resulted in injuries to each other, and cries of pain and roars of anger rang out.

"Who hit me?!"

"What's playing tricks on you? Come out!"

"I'll kill you, I'll kill you!"

They seemed to have lost their minds, consumed by terror and rage, wildly slashing with their swords.

It quickly devolved into a chaotic, unconscious brawl, but no one realized they were killing each other; they simply thought they were fighting back against some kind of monster within a formation.

It was at this moment that the disciples of the Immortal Sect stepped forward to make their move.

If Meng Reng had expected that defeating the disciples of the Immortal Sect at Wuya Sect would be as simple as killing a chicken, the situation was now completely reversed.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect didn't need to exert much effort. They simply stepped forward, raised their swords, and thrust them in, instantly killing the Wuya Sect disciples trapped in the formation. Those disciples didn't even have time to dodge, let alone retaliate.

Two hundred disciples were gradually reduced under such circumstances.

"Quickly, go provide support! Are you all dead?! Go, everyone, go together!"

Meng Reng realized what was happening, his eyes bloodshot as he roared and turned to wave his arms at the other four hundred disciples.

The disciples rushed forward to help upon hearing the order, while Meng remained standing in place, feeling only coldness in his hands and feet.

No, none of them are correct.

How could this be?
The situation I envisioned is not like this at all. What went wrong?
Why did the Immortal Sect set up an array here? When did they set it up? And how did they know about our plans?
How exactly was the plan leaked? They had clearly eliminated all possibilities, so why did the people from the Immortal Sect seem to be handling it with ease, as if they were manipulating the Black Cliff Sect at will?
The six hundred disciples who thought victory was assured had lost nearly two hundred in the blink of an eye. Would the remaining four hundred be able to advance so smoothly...?

No, he dared not think any further!