The battle was extremely fierce.
Already, there were casualties among the Divine Sword Sect’s Daoist Seeds.
However, the pursuers from the Xuanming Sect suffered even more losses.
After all, the Daoist Seeds of the Divine Sword Sect were fighting for their lives, sparing no effort in a desperate struggle.
Senior Brother Zhao, the True Inheritor, unleashed his combat abilities to their limits. His Sword Intent surged wildly, and his sword lights crisscrossed, endeavoring to carve a bloody path out of the encirclement of enemies.
Several Great Grandmasters of the Xuanming Sect were merely avoiding his sharp edges, unwilling to confront him head-on.
They had the upper hand after all; there was no need for them to risk their lives. They only needed to slowly encircle and ultimately exhaust these Daoist Seeds of the Divine Sword Sect to death.
Suddenly, a cold shout rang out among the martial artists of the Xuanming Sect, "Act now."
Instantly, a Core Disciple from amongst the Daoist Seed formation of the Divine Sword Sect suddenly charged forward, positioning himself right behind Senior Brother Zhao, and fiercely thrust his sword.
Senior Brother Zhao’s attention was focused on his enemies before him; how could he possibly guard against his own sect members at his back?
Now was the time to unite and break through together.
His rear was where his fellow sect members whom he needed to protect were.
Likewise, the fellow sect members behind him were also meant to secure his safety from the rear.
Clang!
Swords clashed.
The fierce energy surged, covering him in a layer of frost.
Senior Brother Zhao only felt a vibration in his wrist, the intense force of the True Qi backlash caused his blood to roil, forcing him to involuntarily retreat a few steps.
But suddenly...
He sensed a deadly threat approaching from behind.
He was already under fierce attack by a Great Grandmaster of the Xuanming Sect, leaving him no chance to dodge.
It was too late.
The Inner Sect Disciple who had closed in delivered a fierce thrust with his sword into Senior Brother Zhao’s back.
Senior Brother Zhao suddenly turned his head and grabbed the edge of the sword with his reverse hand. His eyes bloodshot, he stared fiercely at the Core Disciple and hoarsely roared, "Huang Haisheng, what are you doing?"
The other Daoist Seeds of the Divine Sword Sect who were fighting bloodily were stunned by this scene.
Huang Haisheng, the Core Disciple of Xuanyang Peak, was actually making a sneak attack on Senior Brother Zhao?
At this moment, they all realized that these Xuanming Sect martial artists who were chasing them must have been informed by the traitor Huang Haisheng.
"Senior Brother Zhao..."
The rest of the group, snapping out of it, rushed forward, attempting to rescue Senior Brother Zhao who was in dire straits.
Other black-clothed figures of the Xuanming Sect attacked to distract them.
Huang Haisheng, intimidated by Senior Brother Zhao’s gaze, released the sword and rolled away, sprinting towards the edge of the battleground.
He had completed his mission and staying within the battle circle of the Divine Sword Sect would likely have led to him being devoured by his own sect brothers.
Senior Brother Zhao, stabbed in the back by Huang Haisheng, was furious to the extreme. He pulled out the sword from his back, his body shaking with True Qi, trying to take down Huang Haisheng.
But the Great Grandmaster from the Xuanming Sect wouldn’t give him this chance, as fierce saber light surged like a mighty tidal wave, with the freezing snowy environment enhancing the power of the Saber Technique.
Senior Brother Zhao calmed down.
Although he was stabbed by Huang Haisheng, his profound abilities allowed him to immediately suppress the rampaging Sword Qi, which hadn’t caused much damage to his internal organs.
Thus, his injuries were not severe, and it wouldn’t be a big problem if he could expel the Sword Qi in time.
But given the current situation, he had no chance to expel the invasive Sword Qi.
A very threatening Grandmaster was attacking him; he needed to divide his attention between suppressing the internal Sword Qi and dealing with this Grandmaster, quickly finding himself in a severe disadvantage and dangerously close to a precarious position.
The situation swiftly slid towards a direction unfavorable to the Daoist Seeds of the Divine Sword Sect.
"Junior Brother Liu, Junior Brother Cui, each of you take a group of disciples and break through. I will cover our rear."
After Senior Brother Zhao forced the enemy back with a sword strike, he immediately roared loudly.
The next moment, a terrifyingly intense aura suddenly burst forth from him, his face tinged with a drunken-like, blood-red hue.
The secret technique, Red Tide.
This was a unique explosive secret technique of the Divine Sword Sect.
Using it would severely deplete one’s Lifebound Essence Qi and greatly reduce one’s lifespan.
Even if he did not drop in cultivation, he would never have the chance to advance any further.
"Senior Brother Zhao."
The two Grandmaster Level True Inheritors had teary, red eyes.
They knew what Senior Brother Zhao was about to do.
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