Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability Chapter 3166: What More Do You Want?

Was her departure due to this very reason?

"How can a Sect Master possibly vanish? Didn't you... No, what is actually happening with all of you?" One of the Elders started to question, but then noticed something amiss with the Disciples.

"Where has your cultivation level gone?"

Each of them no longer exhibited the aura of disciples from the Saintess Sect; they were all drained of vitality and spirit.

"Nineteenth Elder, we have no knowledge of who poisoned us. The Original Soul energy within the bodies of all Disciples is rapidly draining away, and this includes the Sect Master."

The female disciple responded with a somber expression.

Gazing at the blood-covered Elders, a dire realization dawned: the situation was far worse than they had initially conceived.

Upon hearing this, the Nineteenth Elder looked up, exchanged glances with the other Elders, and a single, unified thought emerged: they needed to escape this place immediately.

"Relay the chief elder's command: gather all available resources and evacuate the Little Forest."

"Stop gawking and hurry with preparations; leave with us!" Another Elder urged.

With the Sect Master having already fled, remaining served no purpose. Further delay might render any escape impossible.

The female disciples, absorbing the Elders' words, understood the imminent crisis and swiftly scattered in all directions.

At this critical juncture, survival dictated that whoever could seize resources would be the one to possess them. Even among fellow Sect members, courtesy had vanished, for survival was paramount.

The Elders, who had barely managed to retreat, observed the dispersing female disciples and exchanged meaningful glances.

They had endured two days without sustenance; without the support of their cultivation, starvation would have claimed them.

"Let's locate something to eat first. They shouldn't be able to pursue us too rapidly."

"Agreed."

The Elders separated to search for nourishment.

By the time they reconvened, an hour had elapsed. They prudently avoided heading in the direction of any pursuing forces, opting for an alternative route.

Their chosen path was fraught with peril, not only from pursuing factions but also from numerous men positioned outside the Little Forest. An encounter would undoubtedly prove troublesome.

Despite the significant dissipation of their Original Soul energy, the inherent disparity in strength between men and women remained. Moreover, their severe injuries made engaging in combat inadvisable.

Consequently, they were compelled to select yet another direction for their escape.

What they had not anticipated was that even after deliberately choosing a different route, they found themselves intercepted by the major clans.

Over the course of a full day and night, while the major clans sustained certain casualties, their losses were negligible when contrasted with the decimation of the Saintess Sect, where nine out of every ten Elders fell to their hands.

Naturally, at this stage, the clans could afford to split into multiple units to hunt down and encircle the remaining Disciples of the Saintess Sect.

"Whoosh——"

A signal flare ascended into the sky, broadcasting their position.

"You all..."

Witnessing the major clans successfully blocking their path, two of the Elders, overcome with frustration, coughed up blood.

"What exactly do your major clans desire? Now that you have successfully rescued your people, why must you pursue our complete annihilation? What benefit can you possibly derive from this?"

One Elder stepped forward, directing their inquiry towards the leading Patriarchs of the Noble Clans. They had already made arrangements to retreat through the passage of the Merciful Continent, and having gained nothing while suffering such grievous losses among their Disciples, had they not endured enough?