Chapter 3535 — The Entire Sect Turns Out
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
After returning, Wang once more stumbled headlong into Ironclad Ancestor's chamber, coming before the First Senior Brother, the only one left there.
"Junior Brother Wang, what are you doing? Where's Master? Why have you come running back alone?" The First Senior Brother was astonished to see Wang back again. "Running back and forth like this—is this some kind of exercise?"
"No! First Senior Brother, it's bad! Do you know—Third Senior Brother is dead, and Master had no sooner gone than that Wei Zhao held him fast!" Wang said. "Master told me to hurry back and spread the word!"
"What? Third Junior Brother beaten to death too?" The First Senior Brother's eyes went wide. "Fine, I'll go myself! Just watch old Hou tear them apart!"
"Don't, First Senior Brother! Going yourself won't help—that Wei Zhao is truly formidable. Master said to seek aid from the Heavenly Lords and Ancestors, to ask them to ride out together against Wei Zhao!" Wang said hastily.
"What? Seek help from the Heavenly Lords and Ancestors too? Is Wei Zhao really that strong?" The First Senior Brother was taken aback. "Fine, wait here for me—old Hou will go and call them!"
In the Ironclad Sect, the sect master was not chosen for superior strength—that was not how it worked. The seat passed from one generation to the next; otherwise, with those peak Heaven-rank masters having their lifespans endlessly prolonged, when would there ever be a change of sect master?
The Ironclad Sect was vast, with disciples beyond counting, and one man sitting as sect master for too long grew weary indeed. So the seat passed generation to generation; the old sect masters were all Ancestor- or Heavenly Lord-level beings by then, and their standing within the sect was far from low.
Take Ironclad Ancestor's master, Ironclad Heavenly Lord—a dazzling figure long since at the pinnacle. And Ironclad Ancestor's fellow disciples were formidable too: Golden-Robed Ancestor, Silver-Robed Ancestor, Bronze-Robed Ancestor, Aluminium-Robed Ancestor—all peak Heaven-rank masters!
Of course, these titles were only assigned after someone among them inherited the sect master's seat. The heir was called Ironclad Ancestor; the others took other names. In the Ironclad Sect, it did not mean that "Ironclad" was the mightiest—it was merely a title.
The First Senior Brother searched the whole way and summoned every master of the Ironclad Sect: Ironclad Heavenly Lord, Aluminium Heavenly Lord, Golden-Robed Ancestor, Silver-Robed Ancestor, Bronze-Robed Ancestor, Aluminium-Robed Ancestor—and himself, seven peak Heaven-rank masters in all!
No one would ever have guessed that the Ironclad Sect harbored so many peak Heaven-rank masters—a fact unknown to any other sect or cultivator!
Had Wei Zhao known this beforehand, he would not have been so arrogant as to spare Ironclad Ancestor's life and wait for the others to arrive! As it stood, the enemy had eight peak masters, while Wei Zhao's side had only Tianchan, Gu Mengyao, Shen Yushu, Yu Ning, Xiao Jiu, Guan Xin, Wang Xinyan, Han Jingyi, Bingtang, Feng Xiaoxiao, and Xue Li—twelve Heaven-rank masters with Wei Zhao, eleven at the peak and one at the late Heaven-rank pinnacle.
The disparity was still great, and among them Han Jingyi and Guan Xin were hardly skilled in combat.