Destroying the Archaic Mysteries Sect

Qin Wushuang laughed with a somewhat mocking tone: "Head Gao, how come you are not going in when you are right before the Archaic's mountain gate? Don't tell me that you are afraid to enter your own home?"

With an ashen face, Gao Yue exchanged a look with Bai Gujing as both of them knew that today's situation was dire. If they could not break through this encirclement, most likely they would die in front their own sect's mountain gate.

Once they had died, no one would have the strength to activate the protective barrier of the Archaic Mysteries Sect. There would only be one fate awaiting them—Total annihilation!

Feeling determined, Gao Yue glanced toward the cliff below the mountain road. He knew that regardless of going up or down, it would be hard to succeed in breaking through with their power. Once they had became trapped by the enemy, they would not get the chance to run for their life.