Following a Hundred Years of Cultivation, I’m dying Before I Got Cheats

Shen Ruyan wanted to stop him, but she swallowed her words.

No one knew her husband better than she did.

She knew very well that since Jiang Chengxuan had already decided on this, very few people could change his mind.

Moreover, rescuing Perfected Lord Flowing Snow and others was indeed a necessary action.

While there might be others who would go to support Perfected Lord Flowing Snow, they had their own role to play.

Most importantly, as Jiang Chengxuan himself said, with his current abilities, even if faced with a Soul Formation Heavenly Lord, he had the capability to escape.

This was the main reason Shen Ruyan did not truly try to stop him.

After a while, Jiang Chengxuan left the Jade Light Flying Immortal Array.

At the same time.

Outside the Big Dipper Array where Perfected Lord Flowing Snow and the others were.

A massive army of demonic cultivators, dense like locusts, had completely surrounded the array.

The leaders were Blood River and the Dry Bone, who had left Jiang Chengxuan’s area earlier, along with three other Nascent Soul late-stage demonic cultivators.

They had the Slaying Wheel borrowed from Demon Illusionist.

So.

At that moment, Perfected Lord Flowing Snow and the others were in an extremely dangerous situation.

“Has there been no news yet?”

In the Big Dipper Array.

As a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, Mo Tiancheng looked at the densely packed demonic cultivators outside the array and could not help but say with an extremely solemn tone.

He was the Supreme Elder of the World Edge Pavilion and a fifth-level array master.

Without him, their array eye would have probably collapsed when Blood River and Dry Bone took out the Slaying Wheel.

Even so, the situation was still dire, and even he felt somewhat powerless against the enemy.

The Slaying Wheel was too effective against their kind of array, and the other party had five grand cultivator-level combatants, putting them in a very passive position.

At the current rate, they could hold on for at most another three months.

Three months later.

The Big Dipper Array they were in charge of defending might not be able to withstand it.

“Currently, there is still no news,” replied Flowing Snow, shaking her head.

Mo Tiancheng’s expression darkened. “It’s been so long, and still no news. I’m afraid the news will never come.”

“Huh… ?”

Upon hearing Mo Tiancheng’s words, the expressions of Perfected Lord Flowing Snow, Perfected Lord Star Sea and the other two cultivators froze.

At that moment, an elder in a black Taoist robe spoke. He was the ancestor of the Zhou family, named Zhou Wentai, with a cultivation of the eighth level of Nascent Soul. Hearing Mo Tiancheng’s response, he said, “Fellow Daoist Mo, are you suggesting that…?”

Mo Tiancheng immediately nodded with an ugly expression. “Indeed. If my guess is correct, our external communication paths have probably been blocked..”