Chapter 1171 - Escape
"Who trapped us?" An expert at the Primal Origin Realm appeared in the branch, striking out with his palm. His palm strike slammed onto the spiritual array like a tidal wave, but a bizarre scene unfolded as the array absorbed it like a cushion of cotton.
The wraiths themselves carried no real offensive power and couldn't kill even someone at the Heaven Profound Realm. But the true strength of the Calamity Wraith Array lay in the word 'calamity.' It intercepted all force exerted within and redirected it outward, creating the illusion of a grand battle from the outside.
Crowds had already gathered on the streets outside the branch. The more the Primal Origin Realm cultivator attacked inside, the louder the rumble grew outside, creating the illusion that two experts of his level traded blows.
"Did experts from the Azure Thunder Sect come?" people whispered, startled. Only cultivators at the Primal Origin Realm could stir such a commotion.
"Impossible! The Azure Thunder Sect wouldn't dare storm the Immortal Slaughter Palace's branch so openly," someone retorted. Though the two forces had a long-standing feud, neither would dare strike so brazenly.
"Why not? The Immortal Slaughter Palace attacked their branch just days ago and razed it to the ground," another person retorted heatedly.
Suddenly, fire exploded into the sky, visible across half of Ancient Orchid Star. They released the distress signal only in life-and-death crises.
"This is bad! Our branch is under attack! Return at once!" The disciples stationed at the teleportation arrays shouted and abandoned their posts as they rushed to reinforce the branch. All forces of the Immortal Slaughter Palace surged back toward their compound.
After the Immortal Slaughter Palace destroyed the Azure Thunder Sect's branch, they rented a temporary courtyard that now swarmed with experts.
"What's happening? Who's attacking the Immortal Slaughter Palace's branch?" a Primal Origin Realm elder demanded, frowning.
Meanwhile, chaos boiled over at the branch. Waves of disciples streamed back, but the array barred them from entering, forcing them to strike at it from outside.
Watching the spectacle, Liu Wuxie's lips curled into a smile. "Time to go."