Dragon-Marked War God

Nine dark clouds filled the void, and a layer of gloom shrouded everyone’s heart, because they knew the wind of calamity had already blown onto their Profound Wind Sect. This time, there was no escaping the disaster.

Among the disciples, panic spread. The Profound Wind Sect was swaying in the storm, tottering on the brink. At this point, even with Yang Jian and Man Shuai back to guard the sect, it seemed like only a drop in the bucket.

Xuan Qingming’s eyes were blazing. Was the Profound Wind Sect’s foundation of tens of millions of years about to be destroyed in a single day? How could Xuan Qingming accept that? At this moment, he had thought about it countless times and hoped countless times, but in the end the wind of calamity had still blown past, and the sect’s life hung by a thread.

The dark clouds were like boulders pressing on his chest, giving him a splitting headache.

“Sect Master, what do we do?”

Man Shuai looked at Xuan Qingming and asked quietly. By now, the Profound Wind Sect was in an extremely difficult position, and they were all in grave danger.

“We’re not really going to die here, are we? I haven’t even gotten married yet. I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die.”

“You think I want to die? But now the whole Linhe Boundary is in danger. When the nest is overturned, how can any egg stay whole? Given the Profound Wind Sect’s situation, where could we even run to?”

“But… is the Profound Wind Sect really going to fall just like that? I’m not willing. I want to soar above the Nine Heavens like Senior Brother Jiang Chen too.”

“Senior Brother Jiang Chen… if he were still here, I wonder whether he could withstand this terrifying might.”

Everyone was full of dread, but they had no other choice. Wherever they went, they might not escape death, so they could only stay in the Profound Wind Sect. They wanted to look for a way to survive, but at least the Profound Wind Sect could shelter them from wind and rain better than the outside.

Xuan Qingming narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath. At this time, as the helmsman of the Profound Wind Sect, he could not be the least bit careless. So even though he knew he would surely die, even though he knew the Profound Wind Sect was in grave danger, he still had to step forward and become the guardian deity who protected the sect, because only his presence was the backbone of the entire Profound Wind Sect.

“Activate the sect-protecting formation! Resist the foreign enemy to the death!”

Xuan Qingming shouted in a deep voice. The entire Profound Wind Sect became extremely solemn and murderous. This battle concerned the survival of the Profound Wind Sect, so he had to go all out.

This sect-protecting formation had been laid down anew by Jiang Chen when he left back then. It could resist a Late Hierarch expert. Even the Reverend of the Nine Boundaries could not break it. At this moment, it would be the Profound Wind Sect’s last reliance.

“Brother Jiang, you preside over the great formation. Yang Jian, Man Shuai and I will support you. Only you have reached the Hierarch Realm. You count as the strongest existence in our Profound Wind Sect.”

Xuan Qingming looked at Jiang Zhenhai and said in a low voice, his eyes full of hope. Only Jiang Zhenhai could bear this heavy responsibility.

“The Profound Wind Sect is my home in the Divine World. If my home were destroyed, what face would I have to go on living? This battle is my bounden duty.”

Jiang Zhenhai said gravely. Having him preside over this sect-protecting formation was the best way. He could fully bring out the power of the sect-protecting formation, which could at least withstand the attacks of a Late Hierarch expert.

“Good, then I’ll trouble you, Brother Jiang.”

Xuan Qingming looked at the hundred thousand disciples and said in a deep voice,

“The Profound Wind Sect is in grave danger. At this moment of life and death, we will never compromise. Today, even if I die ten thousand deaths, I will not so much as frown. If anyone must die, I will go to the Yellow Springs first, alone.”

Xuan Qingming’s resolve moved countless people to tears of gratitude. As sect master, he led the charge himself. On the strength of that courage alone, as members of the Profound Wind Sect, their blood boiled and their spirits soared.

Although he knew full well that this battle was more likely lost than won, he still persisted. As the master of the Profound Wind Sect, Xuan Qingming could be said to have done everything he possibly could. It was the only thing he could do.

“Master…”

Yang Jian’s eyes flickered uncertainly as he murmured, looking at Xuan Qingming.

“We swear to follow the Sect Master to the death! In life we belong to the Profound Wind Sect, in death we’ll be ghosts of the Profound Wind Sect!”

Voices like a roaring mountain and sea, deafening, resounded through the void.

At this time, the nine dark clouds slowly converged into a single dark cloud that blotted out the sky and the sun, growing ever larger. Black clouds pressed down on the city, danger lurking everywhere.

“Hahaha, a bunch of fools courting death. After all this preparation, we’re finally going to strike the Profound Wind Sect. It seems the Boss’s decision was a bit unnecessary.”

“It’s not your place to criticize. The Boss’s decision naturally has its reasons. If you had struck the Profound Wind Sect directly, it would surely have aroused the suspicions of interested parties. But we can’t find Jiang Chen, and we can’t even beat Jiang Chen, so we had no choice but to resort to this. To take revenge, we can only take it out on his sect.”

“Third Brother is right. We just need to do as we’re told. What the Boss is thinking is definitely beyond our imagination. As long as we completely wipe out this Profound Wind Sect, we can quietly withdraw. Then, even if that Jiang Chen comes back, he won’t know who did it.”

“You’ve got that wrong. The Boss probably hopes Jiang Chen comes back, because if he comes back, we can take our revenge.”

In the clouds, nine figures in black cloaks chimed in one after another, each of them full of contempt for this Profound Wind Sect.

“A mere Linhe Boundary. If it hadn’t produced a Jiang Chen, I really wouldn’t have known about this godforsaken place.”

“Now, we’re finally going to strike. Once we’ve killed this bunch of ants, we can go back to our sect.”

The nine looked at each other and smiled. They turned into nine fierce winds that howled forward, pressing straight toward the Profound Wind Sect’s mountain gate.

Nine hurricanes swept up. The clouds scattered and the mist cleared. At once, a dazzling barrier of light appeared over the Profound Wind Sect just in time, enclosing the entire Profound Wind Sect.

“Heh, how much can the sect-protecting formation of a mere little sect do? Let me go and test it.”

A black-robed man stepped into the air and struck out with a palm. Thunder burst forth, mountains and rivers shattered, and the sect-protecting formation instantly swayed as if in a storm, shaking violently. Everyone in the Profound Wind Sect turned pale, as if facing a great enemy.

The appearance of those nine figures in the void also made the faces of Xuan Qingming and the others as ugly as they could be.

The power of a single person had already nearly broken their Profound Wind Sect’s sect-protecting formation. It was simply too terrifying.

“Hm? This sect-protecting formation is a bit interesting. It actually blocked my strike. Then take another punch from me!”

The man turned, gathered all his strength, and threw another punch. This punch nearly caused the entire Profound Wind Sect to collapse, and the tottering sect-protecting formation shattered completely into pieces…