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Wei Zhong turned around:

"Senior sister, shrink the Azure Cliff Overlapping Peaks Formation. There's no need to defend the surrounding area; just focus on guarding the path in front of us."

Yang Chupei then realized what was happening and nodded emphatically.

With their combined efforts, the entire Green Cliff Layered Peaks Formation immediately deformed and shrank.

It transformed into an even thicker cloud of mist, enveloping the Qingya Gate.

"Unfortunately, I am not familiar with array formations. With the array token, I can only perform simple manipulations, lacking the ever-changing power of a true array."

If the Azure Cliff Layered Peaks Formation in the hands of a formation master is a living formation, then the one in Wei Zhong's hands is a dead formation.

A living formation is like a living person; it can run, attack, and defend.

But in a death formation, it's already a miracle if it can be moved around like a dead person.

"Haha, Brother Chao, what do you think? These little devils are afraid of my abilities and dare not face me head-on."

Fei Zhengge rubbed his sleeves, his gaze seemingly directed at Chao Wenhao, but actually lingering on Xu Jingshu, which aroused the latter's disgust.

The bald man didn't care, just kept chuckling, and the gold-seeking light in his hand kept spinning.

Inside the door, Yang Chupei's expression was gloomy:

"This is troublesome. With an array master in front of us and a treasure for breaking arrays to assist us, this Azure Cliff Layered Peaks Array can't hold on."

He turned to look at Wei Zhong and the others, as well as the inner disciples and registered disciples within the sect:

"I will detonate the magic array shortly to buy time. Everyone, escape for your lives."

"Senior sister, if all else fails, we'll fight them..."

One disciple, unable to bear it any longer, wanted to speak, but was interrupted halfway through his sentence:

"Nonsense!"

"What are you trying to fight? Do you think you can actually cut down that seventh level of Qi Refining?"

"Let alone this one person, the several mid-stage Qi Refining experts and formation masters behind him are enough to give us a hard time."

"As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn. We can take back Qingya Mountain once Master and Senior Brother return."

Yang Chupei's words make sense. Mount Ling is right here; no one can move it or take it away.

Even if the three sects seize the mountain, it will only be a temporary occupation. Without a strong defensive force, it will eventually be taken back by the Qingya Sect.

"But are the three sects only after Qingya Mountain? More likely, they'd rather slaughter all their disciples and followers present."

Wei Zhong's thoughts were in turmoil when Yang Chupei added:

"Junior Brother Wei, let's join forces later."

Wei Zhong nodded emphatically, as there was no better way at this point.

With no news arriving from the foot of the mountain and a formidable enemy at hand, the only option left was to flee.

The crowd gathered in the main hall, gripping their personal magical artifacts tightly, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

After maintaining this for a long time, Wei Zhong sensed from the array's command that the protective array was almost completely broken, and then he exchanged a glance with Yang Chupei.

The two nodded in unison and addressed the crowd:

"Everyone, prepare yourselves. We will be dispersing shortly as we flee, but we can meet at Songlinfang..."

As soon as he finished speaking, several streams of magical power rushed into the array.

Upon impact, the entire Azure Cliff Formation immediately trembled violently.

With a loud bang, the formation was broken.

The crowd immediately seized the opportunity and fled in all directions.

Yang Chupei and Wei Zhong exchanged a glance, then changed direction and fled directly to the back of the mountain.

Liu Changqing nodded, transformed into a fallen leaf, and descended the steep cliff.

For those who cultivate themselves, flying over mountains and cliffs is naturally no problem.

Seeing this, Wei Zhong and Ning Zhiyuan also chose a location and fled.

However, an unexpected event occurred at that moment. A figure forcefully broke through the aftershocks of the broken formation and entered the Qingya Mountain gate.

"Haha, I knew you kids couldn't handle the pressure..."

He was followed by many people, including his disciple Xu Jingshu, formation master Fei Zhengge, and members of Huangshimen and Heifengmen.

Wei Zhong's expression changed. He looked around and saw that not half of the disciples in the sect had escaped.

Chao Wenhao waved his hand:

"Go! Don't miss a single one!"

Upon issuing this order, the people behind him immediately fled. Among them, Xu Jingshu went straight for Wei Zhong and his companion.

His gaze was fixed on Ning Zhiyuan, who was standing next to Wei Zhong.

Clearly, they already knew the intelligence; this person was the most talented in the entire Qingya Sect and its future hope.

If they are killed, the Qingya Sect will inevitably fall into a period of decline and be on the verge of destruction.

Just as it was flying halfway through its flight, a sword light suddenly appeared in the stone house below.

The sword gleamed a vibrant green, accompanied by a delicate shout.

Gu Xue moved with lightning speed, her sword piercing straight into Xu Jingshu's ankle.

However, in response to this attack, Xu Jingshu of the Iron Sword Sect scoffed and laughed disdainfully:

"court death!"

Without even using his magic sword, he merely lifted his right foot, and a black aura emanated from his spirit boots.

"Sword Qi!"

Wei Zhong's expression changed, and then he saw the right foot, which was wrapped in sword energy, collide with Gu Xue's cyan magic sword.

Gu Xue's entire body flew backward at an even faster speed, crashing into a group of houses.

"Junior Sister Gu!"

Meng Qian appeared out of nowhere, grabbed the other person, and immediately turned and fled.

Xu Jingshu wanted to give chase, but a green and yellow magic sword suddenly appeared in front of her.

The sword was dark yellow, but its surface was covered with a blue sword aura.

Xu Jingshu turned around and caught a glimpse of Wei Zhong smiling faintly:

"I didn't expect that Wei Xiaodan, the alchemist from Qingya Sect, would also know swordsmanship?"

Wei Zhong remained calm and did not reply, but instead transmitted his voice in secret:

"Junior brother, let's fight it out for a bit and buy some time for our fellow disciples."

Ning Zhiyuan nodded emphatically. The sect was in great turmoil, and now was the time for him, as a direct disciple, to step forward.

Xu Jingshu floated in the air:

"However, since you're going to stand up for these 'trash,' don't blame me for being ruthless."

His expression hardened, and several sword energies suddenly flew out from his sleeves, scattering in all directions.

Wei Zhong and Ning Zhiyuan immediately resisted, but they only managed to stop half of them.

The remaining sword energy shot out in all directions, and immediately the screams of the Qingya Sect disciples rang out continuously.

"You... have such a cruel heart!"

Wei Zhong's expression changed, and Ning Zhiyuan was even more furious. With a stomp of his foot, he transformed into a falling leaf and instantly teleported in front of Xu Jingshu.

His fists turned bluish-black as he swung them forcefully at his opponent.

Xu Jingshu was not afraid. She drew her magic sword from her sleeve and met the iron fist.

Seeing this, Wei Zhong stepped forward and joined Ning Zhiyuan in attacking the man.

However, at that moment, a sinister voice rang out, and Fei Zhengge emerged from some dark corner, holding the gold-finding disc in his hand, and said:

"Fairy Xu, this old man is here to help you..."

The rear hall of Qingya Gate

While the disciples fled, Yang Chupei did not escape immediately.

Clutching a top-grade talisman tightly in his hand, he stepped into the treasure vault.

Here lies the most precious treasure of the Qingya Sect—the Foundation Building Method.

For the sake of the sect's survival, this item must not be lost.

Just as he took the jade slip containing the cultivation technique into his hand, a rumble and a whooshing sound rang out in front of the palace gate, and Chao Wenhao's figure appeared.

Without lingering or exploring, they headed straight for the innermost part of the rear hall.

Yang Chupei secretly watched this scene, and her expression changed:

"Inner layer?"

"Could this person be heading straight for the spiritual spring? Oh no!"

Yang Chupei disregarded the need to conceal herself and immediately revealed herself to give chase.

Nestled among the cliffs, beside the spiritual spring, Chao Wenhao gazed at the vibrant spring water beneath his feet, a sly smile playing on his lips.

He slowly took out a black jade bottle from his sleeve; the liquid inside flowed like a living thing.

"What a fine spiritual spring! It's just a pity you've joined the Green Cliff Sect; we can't keep you here..."

The bottle stopper was removed, and a sharp shout and the sound of a talisman cutting through the air rang out simultaneously:

"stop!"