441: Chapter 441 You're not going to make a move? Then I'll make the first one.

Xu Ruyu's eyes were slightly red, but his voice remained calm, carrying an unquestionable power: "This is an order."

The Grand Elder panicked: "Sect Master—"

"This is an order!" Xu Ruyu's voice suddenly rose, carrying a severity never heard before, "As the Sect Master of Hehuan Sect, I order you—you must leave alive!"

If you live, the Hehuan Sect still has hope.

If you live, these Disciples will still have someone to take care of them.

If you live, my, Xu Ruyu's, sacrifice will have meaning!"

His voice echoed in the minds of the four, like a thunderclap.

The Grand Elder fell silent, tears streaming down his face.

He knew that Xu Ruyu was right. He was the Sect Master; his orders must be obeyed.

Fifth Elder Hua Xunhuan bit her lip, tears sliding down silently.

She wanted to argue, wanted to refuse, but she knew she could not.

Because Xu Ruyu was right.

Granny Liu did not speak, only nodded slightly.

A flash of sorrow crossed her eyes, but there was also a trace of relief—with a Sect Master like this, the Hehuan Sect would have no regrets even in death.

Xiao Nianyin's voice sounded, carrying a hint of tremor: "You... have you really decided?"

Xu Ruyu chuckled: "Decided."

Xiao Nianyin was silent for a moment, then her voice became firm: "Alright. I promise you. I will bring them out safely."

Xu Ruyu nodded, then looked at the Grand Elder, Fifth Elder, and Granny Liu, his voice much gentler: "Grand Elder, Fifth Elder, Granny Liu, after Xiao Nianyin takes the Disciples away later, you all must go too.

Do not look back, do not hesitate, just go.

Trust me, I will come back alive."

The Grand Elder wanted to say something, but in the end, he just nodded heavily.

Fifth Elder Hua Xunhuan bit her lip and choked out: "Sect Master, you must come back alive.

You promised us that you would lead us to rebuild the Hehuan Sect.

You cannot break your word."

Xu Ruyu laughed: "Rest assured, I, Xu Ruyu, keep my word."

Granny Liu did not speak, only looked at him deeply.

In that look, there was trust, expectation, and an indescribable emotion.

Xu Ruyu took a deep breath, suppressing all his emotions.

Now was not the time for sentimentality.

His gaze swept over Situ E, Zhao Qian, over those experts from the Jile Sect and Tianshu Sword Sect, and over those enemies eyeing them covetously.

Then, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a smile.

In that smile, there was no fear, no despair, only a calm and unhurried confidence.

Situ E was waiting for his answer, and seeing him suddenly smile, his heart inexplicably tightened.

Just as he was about to speak, Xu Ruyu had already spoken.

"Cult Leader Situ, Elder Zhao," his voice was not loud, but it clearly entered everyone's ears, "You want Xiao Nianyin, you want my Spiritual Artifact, you want my life, all of that is fine."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the experts from the Jile Sect and Tianshu Sword Sect, the smile on his lips deepening: "However, I have a habit—before I die, I like to drag a few people down with me.

Who among you wants to be the first to try?"

He raised his hand, and the psionic rocket launcher already appeared in his grasp.

The thick barrel gleamed with a cold light under the moonlight.

The Array Pattern on the cannon lit up layer by layer, emitting a heart-palpitating energy fluctuation.

At the same time, the muzzles of the three Thunder Roar Cannons slowly turned, aiming at the densest area of the Jile Sect and Tianshu Sword Sect crowd.

More than a dozen qi-breaking guns and five sniper rifles were already held in the hands of Leng Ningshuang, Zhao Yan, Ning Caihe, and others.

Six sets of Source Energy Armor were already worn by the most elite Disciples.

Everything was ready—although they did not know the Sect Master's plan, everyone did not retreat at this moment, all moving upon his command.

Xu Ruyu's gaze swept over Situ E and Zhao Qian, the corners of his mouth hooking into a smile: "What? Too scared to move? Then I will."

His finger pressed onto the trigger of the psionic rocket launcher.

"Fire!"

Upon his command, the three Thunder Roar Cannons roared simultaneously!

"Boom, boom, boom!!!"

Three thick, silver-white beams of light erupted from the muzzles, carrying earth-shattering power as they blasted toward the Jile Sect and Tianshu Sword Sect crowd!

Wherever the beams passed, the air was torn apart, emitting sharp whistling sounds!

The ground was plowed into three deep trenches, gravel flying everywhere, dust filling the sky!

On the Jile Sect side, the most densely packed area was instantly swept by the beams!

"Ah—!"

Screams rose one after another!

A few Golden Core Stage Disciples could not dodge in time and were directly hit by the beams; before they could even scream, they were blasted into smithereens!

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, severed limbs scattered about, and blood exploded in the air like blooming red flowers!

Before those pieces of flesh and blood mist could hit the ground, they were evaporated by the high temperature of the beams, and the air was filled with a charred, foul stench!

An Early Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator reacted faster and retreated violently, but the beam's speed was too fast; his left arm was grazed, and the entire arm was instantly vaporized!

The wound was charred black, and before blood could even flow, it was cauterized by the high temperature!

He screamed as he fell to the ground, rolling while clutching his severed shoulder, his shrill cries echoing in the valley!

Another Mid-Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator was casting a Spell when he was hit head-on by the beam; his protective spiritual light lasted only a breath before shattering, and his entire body was blasted away, crashing into the mountain wall behind him, a large hole in his chest, blood spraying wildly, and he died on the spot!

His corpse was embedded in the mountain wall, his eyes wide open, dying with lingering resentment!