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第两千六百七十二章 劫后余生

Everyone's hearts were filled with uncertainty, but there was no choice but to grit their teeth and persevere.

They all hoped for a miracle, even though they knew it was impossible.

What they could rely on now was the last array formation that still provided some protection. However, under the relentless attacks of the enemy, the seemingly thick layer of light began to weaken continuously.

This outcome would remain unchanged no matter what happened.

It seemed that their downfall was inevitable.

The faces of the Cloud Concealment Sect cultivators were filled with sorrow.

No matter how high or low their cultivation, reaching this stage wasn't easy. Who wouldn't want to avoid falling? The problem was, they couldn't see any hope for survival now.

"Let's give it our all!"

Chen Yu bit her teeth. She was just a condensation core cultivator.

Surviving would be considered an anomaly or sheer luck. But her good fortune had run out. Once this last array formation was broken, she would fall to the ground like a leaf without any resistance.

Chen Yu's heart was filled with sorrow as she tried to release her divine sense and find a cultivator from the three sect alliance who could match her strength.

She didn't want to die in vain.

Even if it meant certain death, she wanted to take someone down first.

But finding an appropriate target wasn't easy. The three-sect alliance was filled with powerful experts, like raindrops of strong generals. Those sent to contest the mineral veins were elite disciples from their sects. Although there were nearly ten thousand cultivators, it was hard to find a condensation core cultivator among them.

The weakest were at the yuan婴 stage, and such beings weren't something Chen Yu could match.

A look of disappointment flashed across her face.

But then she noticed something odd.

Or rather, something strange.

The disciples from the three-sect alliance began to retreat.

No, they didn't flee.

It seemed like they received some news. Then, as if a bucket of water was poured into a boiling pot, they suddenly became agitated. Through her divine sense, Chen Yu could see that those arrogant three-sect disciples showed signs of panic.

Indeed, it was panic. It looked like they were about to face a great calamity.

How could this be?

They were clearly in an advantageous position at the moment.

Almost breaking through the last array formation, shouldn't it be the Cloud Concealment Sect cultivators who should be panicked? What were the three-sect alliance disciples panicking for?

Chen Yu was amazed. She almost thought her eyes had played tricks on her.

But when she shook her head, she noticed that everyone around her also showed signs of surprise. Clearly, they shared the same doubts as her. In other words, what she saw wasn't an illusion but reality.

Chen Yu was overjoyed by this discovery, even though she didn’t understand everything. She vaguely felt that a turning point might have occurred.

Perhaps, she wouldn’t need to fall.

This thought emerged in Chen Yu's mind without any reason, but just the realization itself was enough to make her thrilled.

Gradually, most of the Cloud Concealment Sect disciples came to similar conclusions, and joy spread among them.

The three-sect alliance cultivators, however, appeared panicked. Some had already started retreating.

Initially, only a few did so, but once someone led the way, fear began to spread like an epidemic, causing everyone to flee in a frenzy.

In no time, the orderly retreat turned into a mad dash for survival. The three-sect alliance, with nearly ten thousand powerful cultivators, disintegrated within less than a cup of tea.

This was somewhat absurd, but the facts were there.

To blame, it was the two elders who stayed behind and didn’t explain the situation clearly, leaving their disciples confused. In their imaginations, fear grew exponentially.

But regardless, this was an excellent result for the Cloud Concealment Sect.

Initially, they only hoped for such a turn of events but didn't dare to have high expectations. To their surprise, everything they had wished for actually came true—everyone survived intact.

"We're not dreaming!"

A cultivator's astonished voice rang out. He hadn’t even noticed that his法宝had fallen on the ground. Just moments ago, what happened before their eyes was so challenging to comprehend from any angle.

They were still in a daze and had yet to fully recover from the shock.

After a long time, one cultivator finally burst into joyous shouts, which seemed to awaken all the other cultivators. They leaped up and cheered, with some even hugging their companions in tears of joy.

The excitement of surviving a great calamity was something only those who had experienced it could truly understand.

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Inside a cave, several cultivators gathered—four or five in total.

Although there weren't many people, the levels of their cultivation were extraordinary. The lowest was at the middle stage of Cave Profound.

At the top were two powerful beings at the spirit-separation level.

Silver-eyed girl and Dragon-named youth!

Apart from those remaining at the main base of the Cloud Concealment Sect, all other high-ranking cultivators who had arrived at the mineral vein were here—except for those who had fallen in battle.

Outside, just a dozen miles away, the sounds of battle echoed as disciples fought their enemies with bloodshed.

They stayed hidden not out of cowardice but to rest and prepare to face the higher-level cultivators from the other side.

Their opponents were even more terrifying. These people inside the cave were all injured, especially the silver-eyed girl whose left arm was completely severed.

Although her injuries had stopped bleeding, a strange fragrance emanated from her wound, indicating that she wasn't just cut but also poisoned.

Such an injury would have laid anyone else in bed.

But the expression on the silver-eyed girl's face remained calm. Indeed, in terms of cultivation and strength, she was far inferior to Lin Xuan. But as the grand elder, she had experienced more hardships than others could imagine.

No matter how dire the situation, as the main pillar of the sect, she couldn't show any weakness.

Otherwise, if she fell first, the sect would truly be doomed. So, no matter how difficult it was, even with a severed arm and poisoning, she must grit her teeth to endure.

"If only Lin Xuan's younger brother were here."

She thought to herself. Although she didn't believe that in the face of such overwhelming power, Lin Xuan could turn things around, his strength at least would save several disciples from the sect.

It would leave some sparks for the sect.

Forget about it; there was no need to think too much. She just hoped that under Lin's younger brother's leadership, the remaining disciples of their sect could unite and protect the main base.

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