Betrayal

Lan Ming gritted her teeth, as she circulated her Qi in her body, ready to fight to death. The aura of Core Formation Realm erupted from her as everything surrounding her began to tremble her terrifying pressure.

She clenched her hand around the sword and looked at the mountain peak where the mist was slowly being cleared away by something. 

Song Junwan came to stand beside her, unaffected by her aura and also looked at the mountain peak. Her face was grim as she muttered.

"Ming, remember to get the disciples to safety while I try to distract them."

Although Lan Ming didn't want that, she could do nothing but agree to the arrangements. That was the only thing they could do now.

"Haha, do you really think I will let anyone escape today?"