Suddenly, those loose cultivators withdrew to one side. If the Wudang Sect were truly to be annihilated, they would immediately flee!
After all, these people had not yet been chosen as Wudang Disciples, or even if they did join the Wudang Sect, they had little emotional attachment to the Sect and naturally would not follow it to its demise.
"Ye Luo, what should we do now? They have already surrounded the entire Wudang Sect, and more cultivators are constantly coming!" Qiong Yao said in a deep voice.
Currently, the Wudang Sect essentially consisted only of Ye Luo and a few others, and the Disciples from the Qiankun Sect and Xiaoyao Sect were completely unreliable; at critical moments, they couldn't be counted on at all.
"No matter, I want to see what kind of waves they can stir up!" Ye Luo said coldly.
In fact, he had foreseen this outcome long ago, so he stood up directly, his aura continuously surging, clearly adjusting his condition.
