Supreme Rebirth

Chapter 323: action

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This powerful Martial King-level warrior was furious. He was a Martial King-level elder, but he was sent to Qingyang Sect, a remote place, and stayed there for nearly a year.

The spiritual energy here is thin. No! There is no spiritual energy at all in this place.

In such a harsh environment, his progress in cultivation naturally slowed down.

Although the sect subsidized him with a large amount of Yuan Jing Shi, he was still extremely resistant in his heart.

In this place, not only is the environment harsh, but one is also constantly harassed by disciples of the Qingyang Sect.

These Qingyang Sect disciples practiced a powerful battle formation with tacit coordination. Even he would find it difficult to exert his full power under this battle formation.

Originally, he wanted to kill some Qingyang Sect disciples to establish his authority, but these Qingyang Sect disciples were as slippery as loaches. When they saw that the situation was not right, they immediately disappeared without a trace.

After a few times, he no longer bothered with it and put all his energy into cultivation. As for the disciples of Qingyang Sect, he would play with them when they came. It would be even better if they didn't come to disturb his peace and quiet.

As for his men, they had become a little slack after such a long time. These Qingyang Sect disciples were as timid as mice. They wanted to launch a sneak attack but did not have the courage to fight to the death. It could be said that these disciples of the Demon Spirit Sect looked down on these Qingyang Sect disciples from the bottom of their hearts.

As time went on, even tasks like patrolling and night watch were delayed as much as possible and they were lazy as much as possible. They were extremely irresponsible and thought they had completed the task by just wandering around casually.

Anyway, even if the Qingyang Sect's brother attacks, it would just be like playing house. There would be no substantial harm. Why should I be so responsible

That night, all the disciples of the Demon Spirit Cult had fallen into a deep sleep. Only a few disciples in charge of patrolling were wandering on the mountain path. Their eyelids were so heavy that they seemed to be filled with lead and they could not open them at all.

Ghost-like figures quietly appeared around, they were the disciples of Qingyang Sect.

During this period of time, although Chen Lei ordered them not to launch a full-scale attack on the disciples of the Demon Spirit Sect who were blocking the Qingyang Sect's way out, these disciples of the Qingyang Sect were not idle either.

Every once in a while, these disciples of Qingyang Sect would come out in groups to harass them, and would never let these disciples of the Demon Spirit Sect have any time to themselves.

Once, twice, three times, dozens of times.

After so many times, the disciples of the Demon Spirit Sect became numb and careless. Now, even if they really saw disciples of the Qingyang Sect, they would not chase them. After all, they have been fooled countless times.

As soon as they started chasing, they could not see any Qingyang Sect disciples before they had chased for a few miles. They ran faster than rabbits.

In the end, these disciples of the Demon Spirit Sect turned a blind eye to the provocations of the Qingyang Sect disciples.

"Brother Wu, take a look, what is that? Why do I feel like something is wrong today?"

A patrolling disciple of the Demon Spirit Cult suddenly spoke up.

"What's wrong? Who could be here? Even if there is, they are a bunch of cowards from the Qingyang Sect. Don't worry about them."

A slightly older disciple of the Demon Spirit Cult said.