785: C785 Plotted Against

C785 Plotted Against

While everyone was attracted by the movement caused by the Yidao Sect, the person involved, Ning Xiaolei, had already brought Ao Xue'er and sneaked into the vicinity of the Swordgate.

Compared to Yidao Sect, Swordgate was their true goal.

It was also people from the Swordgate who had infiltrated and harmed and injured many cultivator s on that day.

Moreover, Swordgate were also related to there, so they had to be investigated thoroughly.

Thousands of meters away, Ning Xiaolei and Ao Xue'er looked at the distant mountain peak where Swordgate was.

Although they could become invisible, they did not dare to underestimate Swordgate.

Even Yidao Sect had the means to discover them, so Swordgate might not be impossible.

If they were here to start a war, they naturally wouldn't have to worry too much about it. But right now, they wanted to learn more about the situation.

Just as the two were discussing how to act, dozens of figures with powerful auras suddenly flew across the sky.

Looking at their targets, they seemed to be the Swordgate in front of them.

"People from the Swordgate?"

Ning Xiaolei frowned and asked curiously.

Those figures just now were very powerful. Even with his level of power, he wasn't able to see them clearly.

Just as he was thinking about this, an aura surged out from the Swordgate.

A loud laughter followed, "Windfiend, Ye Yin, Wu Zang, and Bei Chen, why have you four clan leaders come to my Swordgate together?"

"You should be well aware of why we have come!" Someone coldly replied with an unfriendly tone.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Ning Xiaolei was stunned. At this moment, he already understood that the one who flew over was not the people from Swordgate, but the people from the four ancient families who were equally famous with Swordgate.

But why did they suddenly come here for, could it be for him to eliminate the Yidao Sect?

While Ning Xiaolei was thinking about this, he suddenly felt his body becoming lighter and almost fell down.

Shaking his head, Ning Xiaolei was confused: "What happened to me?"

Ao Xue'er was also confused and asked worriedly, "Xiaolei, what happened to you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Ning Xiaolei scratched his head and said, "It should be fine. I am only at the Third Stage of the Immortal Realm, I won't be sick or anything."

Just as he finished his sentence, Ning Xiaolei suddenly sneezed fiercely. He felt a bit cold all over.

However, the next moment, he felt as if his body was ignited by fire, and it instantly became hot.

"Damn it, what is going on?"

If it was just an accident just now, Ning Xiaolei understood at this moment that something had really happened to him.

However, no matter how he inspected it, he could not find out what was wrong.

At the same time, on an island in South Asia, a person wearing a grey robe was sitting cross-legged on a round praying mat.

Around him, eight white candles and four censers were lit. Each censer was lit with a small, thumb-sized sandalwood incense.

In front of him was a altar with a bronze censer and a little doll inside.

Suddenly, the man wearing the grey robe let out a growl and threw the scorpion centipede and other objects into the copper furnace. At the same time, a few needles stained with his blood stabbed into the doll in the copper furnace.1

"Hehe, you dare to offend me, Qing Hu? I will gradually die amidst your pain."

If it was Ning Xiaolei, he would have definitely recognized that this fellow was the same Master Descendant that he had offended back in the secret realm.

Thousands of meters away from the Swordgate, Ning Xiaolei could not help but let out a scream, as if something had pierced into his body.

At the same time, he didn't know what was tearing his body apart. However, no matter how he inspected it, he couldn't find anything out of the ordinary.

"Damn it, what is going on?"

Ning Xiaolei clenched his teeth as killing intent flashed in his eyes. He suddenly felt that he might have been set up by someone.

To be able to unwittingly calculate people like this, it seemed that poison techniques and legendary spells were only possible. The art of decapitation was also a type of magic.

"Qing Hu, I will definitely kill you!"

The moment he understood what was going on, Ning Xiaolei immediately understood who did it and shouted angrily.

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