The Pentagon in the United States, as the realm gate between the White Court Origin Realm and the secular world, has always been a key guard post for the Evil Sect.
However, at this mont, the Pentagon appears sowhat chaotic. A large number of Evil Sect Cultivators with various injuries are recovering here, and their numbers continue to increase, making the originally spacious Pentagon seem cramped.
Three graceful figures saunter over, yet their faces bear a cold expression that doesn’t match their appearances.
"Damn it, who would have thought that despite our ticulous plans, it would ultimately end in failure, causing us so many casualties!" District Master Wan gritted her silver teeth and said.
"All of this seems to be because of that guy nad Ye Haochuan," the Evil Sect Master said coldly. "The Greenstone Society’s assassination failed because of him, and Ji Song’s conspiracy was also thwarted by him..."
Before she could finish, District Master Wan interrupted angrily, "And he caused trouble by killing Li i in the Sub-Xun Dinsion Realm and rescuing the Phantom Sound Pavilion’s people. That mysterious Seven Kills Formation was also his gift to the Xuann. Why does this bastard always go against us?"
"Little Xi, have you lost your mind? He belongs to the Xuann, our sworn enemy. If he’s not against us, would he help us?" the Evil Sect Master chuckled bitterly. "I would rather he was one of us; we’d probably have already destroyed the Xuann."
As she spoke, she gave Chen Qiwen a aningful look.
Chen Qiwen just kept her head down, without the slightest reaction.
"Sister, I’m really not reconciled! We’ve plotted for so many years, finally annexed the Dark Church and the Hellfire, and even wiped out the Western Holy See. Just when we were about to dominate the world, we suffered such heavy losses because of this kid," District Master Wan said in frustration.
"We can’t let that kid off the hook. Once this matter is settled, I’m definitely going to personally slaughter him to vent the hatred in my heart!" the Evil Sect Master said coldly.
"I’ll go with you. I must personally chop that guy into minced at!" District Master Wan’s eyes were filled with bitterness.
Listening to these words, Chen Qiwen trembled, her face turning slightly pale. She really wanted to beg her mother and aunt to spare Ye Haochuan, but she knew that after the harm Ye Haochuan caused to the Evil Sect this ti, even if her mother deeply loved her, she wouldn’t disregard the Sect’s deep hatred just for her sake.
"Report, the Xuann has successfully broken through in Dongying and is rapidly heading toward the United States!" a Junior Cultivator reported urgently.
"How is that possible? With the Ultimate Formation in place, the Xuann should have suffered heavy casualties. How can they have any strength left to pursue?" District Master Wan looked incredulous.
The Evil Sect Master’s willow eyebrows twitched as a bad feeling rose in her heart. She asked the Cultivator, "Did the Ultimate Formation successfully explode? What were the Xuann’s casualties?"
"It did explode successfully, but..." The Junior Cultivator stamred.
"But what?"
"But it was prematurely triggered by that Xuann Cultivator nad Ye Haochuan, causing no significant damage to the Xuann, and... and it was completely wiped out!" The Junior Cultivator said, trembling with fear that the Evil Sect Master might lash out at him in anger.
"Is Inoue that idiot raised on crap? With such ticulous arrangents, he still managed to screw up! Call him to , I want to open his head and see if it’s full of shit!" District Master Wan roared in fury.
Inoue was obviously the black-clothed Cultivator responsible for the Ultimate Formation, and the last one who talked with Ye Haochuan.
The Junior Cultivator felt his legs weaken, and trembling, he said, "Elder Inoue, knowing his unforgivable sin, has already committed suicide!"
"Spared him too easily!" District Master Wan said hatefully, then thought of another na the Junior Cultivator ntioned, exploding in anger, "Ye Haochuan, Ye Haochuan, again with this Ye Haochuan! One day I’ll chop this bastard up to feed the dogs!"
The Evil Sect Master remained composed, but her trembling fingers betrayed her anger.
"Sect Master, the Xuann people are coming; what should we do?" The Junior Cultivator asked with trepidation, mustering all his courage.
"What else can we do? Mobilize everyone and send these Xuann bastards back!" District Master Wan shouted in fury.
At this point, she regretted, knowing that withdrawing would result in Xuann people knocking at their doorsteps. She wouldn’t have withdrawn at all if she had known.
"Little Xi, calm down! If we fight now, we’re sending the Sect we’ve painstakingly built straight to its doom!" the Evil Sect Master scolded.
"Then what else? Let them co in as they please?" District Master Wan looked resentful.
The Evil Sect Master gritted her silver teeth, her beautiful face frosted with a chilling aura.
After a mont, she forced a few words through gritted teeth, "Everyone withdraw to the White Court Origin Realm and guard the realm gate."
She struggled internally with this decision.
Back in the Imperial Capital, when she saw their advantage completely lost, she decisively ordered a retreat, to better preserve the Evil Sect’s strength.
She believed, with the arrangents in Dongying, that they could halt the Xuann’s advance, causing them severe losses so they wouldn’t have the strength to pursue further. In this way, even if they didn’t win this round, they wouldn’t lose too terribly.
But she didn’t expect Ye Haochuan to appear suddenly during her retreat, wiping out her three thousand elites. Then the arrangents in Dongying failed to yield expected results, sacrificing many of their forces used as bait.
The losses from both events, plus the loss of ten thousand in Li i in the Sub-Xun Dinsion Realm, and those killed by Xuann during the pursuit, amounted to nearly half the Evil Sect’s combat strength this ti.
For any power, losing half its strength is a crushing defeat.
And as they faced this crushing defeat, their opponents pressed their advantage relentlessly, allowing no chance to breathe, forcing her to retreat repeatedly; an extrely humiliating feeling.
"Sister, are we just giving up like this?" District Master Wan said unwillingly.
"What else can we do if we don’t give up?" The Evil Sect Master seed to have aged ten years in an instant, sighing in despair, "This ti, we’ve completely lost. Only by retreating, and quickly tending to our wounds, can we have a chance to strike again."
"But, retreating is easy, striking back is hard!" District Master Wan urged fervently.
Realm gates are the hardest to conquer, whether invading or defending.
The Evil Sect Master naturally understood this, but at this point, she had no choice. Staying outside the realm would soon face the encirclent of Xuann’s vastly superior numbers—they simply couldn’t win.
"Enough, my decision is made; there’s no need for further persuasion!"
The Evil Sect Master threw this statent, leaving no room for anyone to persuasively argue, and turned, stepping into the entrance of the White Court Origin Realm.
District Master Wan’s face was full of resentnt, but her sister’s decision was not sothing she could question. With no other choice, she also stepped inside.
Receiving this order, the Evil Sect mbers had few disappointed faces but many gleeful ones. They had understood the gravity of the Xuann threat and naturally didn’t want to remain outside and die. Soon, the initially bustling Pentagon emptied, becoming a desolate ruin.
About ten minutes later, Ye Hao and Yang Sen led the vast Xuann troops, surrounding the Pentagon mightily.
Seeing the desolate Pentagon, Ye Hao showed no joy but instead, said solemnly, "This Evil Sect Master is truly not easy to deal with!"
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