35: It started strong but ended weakly.

"Why are you all so surprised, Fellow Daoists?"

True Man Huang Tian laughed wildly, "The Fellow Daoists of the Hunyuan Sect are well aware that I have this second-order heavenly thunder talisman in my hand. Could it be they didn't tell you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere outside became eerie.

Everyone looked at the Hunyuan Sect with eyes full of shock and anger.

It was obvious.

Venerable Yuan Hao and the others really hadn't said a word!

No wonder the people from the Hunyuan Sect had intentionally slowed their pace and stayed behind just now!

It turned out they were looking for a scapegoat to use up the heavenly thunder talisman.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan Hao, you—"

"That's not honorable!"

"Exactly, how innocent were the Fellow Daoists of the White Lotus Sect?"

Some gossip immediately spread, and a clear sense of distrust appeared among the Allied Sect Army.

But the Hunyuan Sect clearly didn't care about this.

Everyone was a veteran of the Cultivation World; who didn't know how things worked?

The people from the White Lotus Sect were already dead. Would anyone truly feel wronged on their behalf or seek revenge for them?

The point was, True Man Huang Tian's heavenly thunder talisman had already been used!

"What's the panic?"

Venerable Yuan Hao's angry shout broke the silence.

"This Seat simply didn't recall this matter for a moment."

"Although the Fellow Daoists of the White Lotus Sect fell for it, they also exhausted that sole heavenly thunder talisman for us. They died for a worthy cause and will surely rest in peace in the afterlife!"

Everyone: "..."

Shameless! How shameless!!

Even True Man Huang Tian below was stunned by these shameless words and was left speechless.

However, these words did remind the Cultivators of the Allied Sect Army, making them refocus their attention downward.

"What Fellow Daoist Yuan Hao says is blunt but true!"

"Very true, very true!"

"The Fellow Daoists of the White Lotus Sect are already dead. We can discuss seeking justice for them later. What's more important for us is to first destroy the Yellow Heaven Cult."

White Lotus Sect: "???"

The direction of your words changed too fast!

If the White Lotus Sect Master still had a breath left, he would probably be instantly infuriated to death by them.

True Man Huang Tian laughed speechlessly and said with a Face full of sarcasm: "A bunch of rabble and shameless scoundrels."

Hearing this, Venerable Yuan Hao's Face instantly flushed red. Whether it was because of True Man Huang Tian's sarcasm or not, he immediately barked down from above: "Huang Tian scoundrel, do you really think you can scare us away with a single second-order Talisman?"

"Today, our Allied Sect Army is gathered here. Your Yellow Heaven Cult cannot escape destruction!"

"Kill!!!"

Venerable Yuan Hao's shout was full of passion, and the Hunyuan Sect Disciples behind him gave him plenty of Face, echoing loudly.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

But they only shouted without moving... the atmosphere fell into a deathly silence.

Not a single person from the other Sects moved. Instead, they all focused their gazes on the Hunyuan Sect, their eyes full of expectation.

The meaning was clear:

You go first!

You tricked us once; do you want to trick us a second time?

What if that Yellow Heaven Cult still has something else in their hands?

"You!!"

The corners of Venerable Yuan Hao's mouth twitched incessantly. The awkward atmosphere made it difficult for him to back down, leaving him in a dilemma.

He also wanted Face!

If the Hunyuan Sect didn't attack, the Allied Sect Army would likely fall apart right then and there, and his prestige would be greatly damaged.

If the Hunyuan Sect went first... He stared fixedly at the calm-faced True Man Huang Tian, trying to see something in his expression.

Unfortunately, it was in vain.

Ten breaths later.

Venerable Yuan Hao finally gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"Disciples of the Hunyuan Sect, follow me!!"

His intuition told him that True Man Huang Tian was just bluffing!

How precious were second-order Talismans? He definitely only had one!

Following his command, although the Hunyuan Sect Disciples had concerns, they still mobilized their Qi to prepare for battle.

The massive hunyuan flying boat shone brightly, turning into a streak of light that dragged a long afterimage as it charged straight toward the Yellow Heaven Cult's Mountain Protecting Grand Formation.

Venerable Yuan Hao, at the very front, even sacrificed the second-order Magical Artifact, the demon-quelling golden bell, which expanded to over ten zhang in size and pressed down toward the formation!

True Man Huang Tian looked at the golden bell and flying boat descending from the sky, a mysterious smile appearing on his Face:

"Courting death."

A light flashed in his palm, and another second-order heavenly thunder talisman, identical to the previous one, quietly emerged.

Deep blue electrical arcs coiled around it, its power seemingly even more violent than before.

"What? He has a second one!"

Another wave of exclamations rose from the Allied Sect Army. Many Cultivators subconsciously took a few steps back, the fear in their eyes intensifying.

Venerable Yuan Hao's Face instantly turned pale.

"I'll be d—"

He instantly hid his body behind the demon-quelling golden bell.

"Rumble!!!"

The deep blue pillar of lightning was even thicker than before, like a baring-clawed lightning Dragon, smashing ruthlessly into the golden bell with unstoppable force.

"Clang——————"

The lightning pillar and the golden bell collided with a boom, the massive explosion sounding like a clap of heavenly thunder, echoing through the clouds.

The massive golden bell was instantly sent flying back, slamming directly into Venerable Yuan Hao.

"Gah!!!"

He felt a violent force instantly surge into his body, and a bloody hole burst open in his chest, blood gushing out.

Immediately after, the golden bell, carried by the impact of the lightning pillar, crashed into the hunyuan flying boat.

"Bang~~"

The massive hull shook violently, the runes on its surface instantly dimming by more than half, and countless cracks spread out like a spiderweb.

Deep blue lightning scattered and raged wildly. The Hunyuan Sect Cultivators on the flying boat coughed up blood one after another, the Qi in their bodies in utter chaos.

Some were even blown away by the shock, falling to the ground with their lives uncertain.

Fortunately, Venerable Yuan Hao had sacrificed the demon-quelling golden bell in front to block for a moment. Otherwise, the fate of the Hunyuan Sect would have been no better than that of the White Lotus Sect... after all, it was a second-order Magical Artifact.

Although there was no Dao Foundation Cultivator to drive it, the nature of the Magical Artifact's Materials was still there, and it managed to block most of the heavenly thunder talisman's attack power.

Venerable Yuan Hao's Face was deathly pale as he struggled to stand up.

"Sect Master!"

"Sect Master, how are you?"

Venerable Feng Xi and several Elders immediately gathered around, almost all of them injured.

Venerable Yuan Hao forced himself to stand and gritted his teeth, lowly spitting out a single word.

"Retreat!"

He knew the situation was lost; staying behind would mean certain death.

Under these circumstances for the Hunyuan Sect, even if the Yellow Heaven Cult was destroyed, they certainly wouldn't be able to reap any benefits.

On the contrary, they could be swallowed up by the remaining Sects at any time!!

It was best to run away now while they could!

The Elders were instantly startled by his words.

They looked around in terror and found that the Disciples of the other Sects, who had been laughing and talking just now, were now looking at them with a hint of scrutiny in their eyes.

"Go, quickly!!!"

They all forced themselves to bring out their Magical Artifacts, looking around warily.

The hunyuan flying boat beneath them flew into the sky unsteadily, instantly turning into a streak of light and fleeing wretchedly into the distance.

Purple Gold Mountain fell into an eerie silence; not a sound could be heard.

The Allied Sect Army of eight Sects had besieged Purple Gold Mountain with such grand momentum, and it ended just like this, in such an anticlimactic way?