Doomed by Fate, My Sect Urges My Comeback - Chapter 166

These people held various weapons: swords, forks, staffs, and halberds. The only similarity was the material they were made from—an extremely rare type of gold and jade, just like the flying boat hovering in the sky.

Their presence and the pressure they exerted were overwhelming, making it hard for anyone to breathe. This was undoubtedly a show of force!

Wang Zhi stepped forward, lightly tapping his foot on his sword. A crisp dragon’s roar echoed out, clashing with an invisible force in the sky. The clash sent the surrounding trees and plants swaying violently.

In an instant, the disciples felt the suffocating pressure lift.

A cold-faced woman stood at the forefront, looking down on everyone.

“So, you are the recently promoted second-tier sect, Tuo Yue Sect?”

Wang Zhi flew up to her level, wearing a warm and refined smile. He nodded slightly.

“Yes, that’s correct. May I ask what brings you here?”

The woman snorted coldly, raising her hand. The remaining nine people formed a circle around the Tuo Yue Sect disciples.

This was a blatant threat!

“Someone asked me to deliver a gift to your Tuo Yue Sect,” the woman said, her smile cold and devoid of any emotion, like a butcher preparing to slaughter cattle.

“Disciples, form the Absolute Kill Formation!”

Her command was clear, and the words ‘Absolute Kill’ sent a shiver down every Tuo Yue Sect disciple’s spine.

The nine people took their positions, making intricate hand seals. As the complex hand seals took shape, different colored auras began to form around them.

Seeing this, Wang Zhi shouted.

“Stop them! Don’t let the formation take shape!”

Once the Absolute Kill Formation was complete, everyone inside would die!

Wang Zhi moved to intervene, but the woman blocked his path with a cold smile.

“Wang Zhi, I’ve heard of your reputation. Today, I finally get the chance to test my skills against you.”

“Oh, by the way, are all your Tuo Yue Sect members here? The others… are probably already dead.”

Her smile was sharp and icy, her face full of cold malice.

“All dead?”

Wang Zhi’s heart skipped a beat.

Had Yu Junhao been assassinated too?

“My disciple… also dead?”

The woman seemed pleased with Wang Zhi’s mix of shock and hatred, her cold smile widening.

“Absolutely.”

Wang Zhi’s forehead veins bulged.

The nine others continued their complex hand seals faster and faster.

A bone-chilling cold began to spread, and thick clouds gathered in the sky.

Cold!

Bone-chilling cold!

It felt as if their blood was freezing!

Something massive seemed to be emerging from the clouds.

They couldn’t resist!

Boom~

A massive roar echoed, accompanied by an overwhelming pressure.

The sect disciples felt their legs go weak, almost collapsing to the ground.

Were they going to die here?

They couldn’t believe they would meet their end in this place.

Suddenly, a sword appeared out of nowhere!

The black sword, with its bloodthirsty aura, was far more terrifying than the monstrous presence in the clouds!

Whoosh~

The sword cut through the air, becoming a black streak heading for one of the robed men.

Everyone’s eyes followed the black streak.

As the sword approached the robed man, he sneered, “Trying to break through the formation’s protective shield? Impossible!”

He continued his hand seals, the aura around him growing brighter.

However, the black sword came closer and closer…

A shattering sound rang out.

The aura began to crack visibly.

From the point of contact, cracks spread like a spiderweb, and soon, the entire aura shattered.

The protective shield was gone!

Next, the sound of flesh being pierced echoed.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, the other eight had no time to react.

As the man fell lifelessly, the clouds seemed to disperse a bit.

The emerging monstrous presence retreated, and the formation became unstable.

The change happened too fast, catching everyone off guard.

Then, the sword turned and shot towards another person.

This person reacted quickly, pulling out his weapon to block.

But it was like an egg hitting a rock.

The weapon shattered instantly.

A ground-level weapon broke into pieces.

The Soul-Devouring Sword was close to an immortal-grade weapon.

Whoosh!

Again, without warning, the sword pierced the man’s heart.

With two down, the formation completely collapsed.

The others suffered backlash, their auras exploding, spitting blood as they dropped their hand seals.

The thick clouds in the sky began to disperse.

The oppressive pressure finally eased.

The Tuo Yue Sect disciples breathed a sigh of relief, drenched in sweat as if they had just been pulled from the water.

Quickly, they realized who had saved them.

A dark figure flew through the air, landing steadily at Mo Yu’s feet.

“Well done, Little Yu!”

“Amazing! Instant kill!”

“Little Yu, finish them off!”

“Hahaha… Our sect has an absolute kill move too!”

The woman, realizing the situation, immediately abandoned her fight with Wang Zhi, distancing herself from the Tuo Yue Sect disciples to assess the situation.

Two of their strongest had been instantly killed.

Only a fully powered Wang Zhi could have done that. Unfortunately, Wang Zhi was not at his peak, making it impossible.

The woman’s face darkened. “Who dares to interfere with my plans!”

Her cold, sinister eyes locked onto Mo Yu.

Mo Yu stood on the Soul-Devouring Sword.

Her clothes fluttered, and her hair danced in the wind, her black hair flowing like a waterfall. Her eyes were black, steady, and unusually calm.

Her presence was detached, like a cold observer.

It was she who had struck!

Mo Yu’s wrist held the colorful Ribbon, her delicate face covered in a layer of frost.

“Who sent you?”

Mo Yu’s voice remained calm, but her usual laziness was gone, replaced by a rare sharpness.

Clearly, these people had truly angered her.

The woman didn’t respond, only smirked coldly. “A mere Nascent Soul cultivator dares to speak to me?”

Mo Yu stepped forward on the Soul-Devouring Sword, her face expressionless.

“I’ll ask you one more time. Who sent you?”