that this step, which seemed so close, would probably not be easy.Therefore, he did not act rashly. Instead, he first released his divine sense, wanting to see if there were any hidden ambushes here....Although the power of Taoism did successfully separate all the countless wisps of smoke within the Questioning Dao Sect, it was unable to cut off the fragrance that had already permeated everyone's bodies.

Because the scent has permeated everyone's souls, it has imprisoned their spirits.

Moreover, as the soul-binding incense in Gui Li's hand continued to burn, a steady stream of smoke was released.

Below, one cry after another began to ring out, those were the sounds of the cave-dwelling elders within the Wenda sect being killed or injured.

Even Xia Zhongxing and Lao Hei were beaten until they spat blood, but because they couldn't move, they could only stare at their opponents with wide eyes, glaring fiercely.

All this, allowing Jiang Yun who had already broken free from the countless arms of the underworld and regained his freedom, showed a hesitant look on his face.

Should I first go back to the Questioning Dao Sect to save everyone, or should I prioritize attacking Ghostly Majesty and extinguishing the Soul-Locking Incense no matter the cost

Saving people is only a temporary solution, because as long as the ghost remains alive, the Soul Locking Incense will continue to burn.

But the ghost was incredibly difficult to kill. If we dragged this out any longer, even if we managed to kill it, Old Black and the others would all be killed.

Just when Jiang Yun was in a dilemma, among the many disciples shrouded in the light of the Wu Xing Coffin, someone suddenly shouted: "Master, please forgive this disciple for disobeying orders!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, a young disciple in his twenties darted out of the five-colored light curtain and charged towards Lan Huazhao in the sky.

Because of the influence of the summoning bell, this young man's face was as pale as a sheet and his body was trembling, just like he was drunk.

Yet he gritted his teeth and stumbled towards Lan Hua Zhao's side, throwing himself into her embrace before hastily turning to flee towards the light curtain below.

However, just as the young man was about to turn his body, a gigantic white bone ten zhang tall, who was preparing to strike Lan Huazhao from behind, suddenly raised its white bone spear and thrust it straight at him.

Although this disciple heard the sound of breaking air coming from behind him, his cultivation was only at the Fortune Land realm.

Besides being affected by the Soul Summoning Bell, he was also holding a Blue Hua Zhao in his arms. Even if he wanted to hide, there was nowhere to go.

Then came a muffled "poof" sound, and the white bone spear pierced through him from his dantian.

"Ah!"

A cry of pain ripped from the youth's lips, but even as he screamed, he threw all his strength into flinging Lan Hua Zhao's body towards the shimmering curtain below.

Watching Lan Hua Zhao's body finally fall into the light curtain, a hint of relief appeared on the young man's face. He closed his eyes and fell heavily to the ground, his breath extinguished.

He gave up his life in exchange for Lan Hua Zhao's temporary safety.

Just as this disciple died, within the light curtain, a series of roars suddenly rang out again: "Master, please forgive this disciple for disobeying your orders!"

Evidently, after this disciple gave his life to secure Lan Huazhao's temporary safety, the remaining disciples of Wendaomen all suddenly understood.

Though the strange smoke could bind a spirit's soul, it was unable to penetrate the barrier of light emanating from the Five Element Coffin.

Then, as long as those imprisoned souls of the Peak Master elders are brought into the light curtain, they can be temporarily unharmed.

Although bursting out of the light curtain will carry a huge risk of death, their own death could allow the survival of the strong within the sect. Dying for such a cause, what is there to fear!

Besides, since Jiang Yun had just severed those smokes, the other smokes hadn't had time to dissipate yet. Therefore, during this period, the others charging out wouldn't be affected by the smoke.

These disciples, because their own strength was too weak, in such a great war, not only could they not be of use, but also needed Jiang Yun to use one of the five treasures to protect them. This left them with feelings of disappointment and self-blame.

Now that they see themselves able to contribute, to lend a hand to the sect, they naturally wouldn't pass up this opportunity.

Thus, amidst the roars that sounded like farewells, figures surged out one after another from the light curtain. Facing the countless skeletal figures and monstrous apparitions rushing towards them, they used their own lives to bring back as many of the sect's peak masters and elders as possible.

Having dozens of disciples, he directly charged toward the peak of Cangfeng Peak, charging toward Dao Tianyou.

As they were charging halfway, hundreds of ghostly creatures appeared before them, racing towards them.

The disciple at the front suddenly turned back and shouted to his fellow disciples, "Brothers and sisters, I'll go first. Leave the sect master to you all!"

As soon as his words left his mouth, his body swelled rapidly. Not only did his aura surge, but his speed also skyrocketed, charging directly into the group of ghosts.

With a "boom," his body exploded. Although the explosion wasn't particularly powerful, it slightly hindered these creatures' movements.

Obviously, his strength wasn't enough. His attack was useless. It would be better to use self-destruction to buy some time for his fellow disciples.

Although this time was far from enough, inspired by this disciple's example, more disciples followed suit, choosing to self-destruct and die alongside their enemies, buying precious time for the remaining members of their sect.

For a moment, the sounds of Daozong's questions echoed through heaven and earth. The deafening explosions shook the heavens, one after another.

Every sound that rings out represents the passing of a disciple's life.

This made the remaining disciples, though their eyes were red with tears, grit their teeth and bear the grief, desperately clinging to Shen Zhanrong, to the phantom beast map, to Lao Hei, to Xia Zhongxing...

Grasping something doesn't mean it's safe, it can be even more dangerous.

At this time, skeletons, ghosts, and even those with white ghostly faces had arrived in large numbers. Therefore, to return to the light screen, more disciples would have to self-destruct, sacrificing themselves to open a path to life for their fellow cultivators.

The sound of explosions became more frequent and intense, no longer the detonation of a single individual, but two, three, even ten simultaneous self-detonations!

Though trapped in the pipeline, they were unable to move. But they could see and hear; at this moment, tears welled up in their tiger eyes.

As celestial realm and Dao spirit experts, they were usually high and mighty beings in their daily lives. They wouldn't even bother with these blessed lands for disciples of the Pulse Meridian Realm.

But now, it is these disciples they couldn't even name who are working hard to save their lives.

No, this is not help!

This is a true case of life for life, and many lives were given in exchange for one.

Do you have a question

Isn't it worth it

This question, no one can answer. But every disciple who died by self-explosion, was smiling, all met their death generously!

"Ghostly, ghostly, ghostly!"

Listening to the sound of explosions and watching his disciples self-destruct one by one, Jiang Yun's eyes were already red with blood, and he kept shouting Guili's name.

Every time he cried out, his life force would diminish by a fraction.

After three cries, he completed his three sacrifices to heaven, fulfilling the fury of seven emotions. With strength that reached the pinnacle of the Dao Ling realm, and with boundless killing intent, he grasped the Zhantian Sword in his hand and walked towards Guili!

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