A melee

Whenever Xuanyuan Old Ancestor tried to deal with Xiao Feng first, Wu Hai would directly step forward to block Xuanyuan Old Ancestor's attacks.

But when Xuanyuan Old Ancestor turned to deal with Wu Hai, Xiao Feng would step in and sneakily land two more blows.

Xuanyuan Old Ancestor, fighting Xiao Feng and Wu Hai alone, was already somewhat overwhelmed.

The battle was clearly falling into a stalemate.

At this moment, the Mountain Protection Array finally could not hold on, affected by the aftermath of their three-person battle.

Coupled with the so-called righteous Sects outside, seizing the opportunity, they simultaneously gathered all their Qi and struck the Mountain Protection Array, finally breaking it.

This time, those Sect Masters would not be so foolish; they quickly led their Disciples directly into the Ming Cult and fought with the Ming Cult's Disciples.

And those who wanted to fish in troubled waters also rushed in.

However, they were not here to overthrow the Ming Cult with these righteous Sects.

Instead, they wanted to seize this opportunity to see if they could gain any benefits!

Some Loose Cultivators mingled among the large group, not to be cannon fodder, but to take the opportunity to steal Cultivation resources from the Ming Cult.

As the saying goes, the timid starve, and the bold gorge themselves.

Anyway, with the chaotic fighting so intense, no one should notice their petty thieving.

For a time, fighting and killing filled every corner of the Ming Cult.

The once-beautiful Ming Cult was quickly ruined beyond recognition.

Except for a few important areas that were protected by Formations and remained unaffected, several places in the Ming Cult were left in utter disarray.

Wu Hai and the others felt extreme heartache seeing this scene; if they could survive today, they would surely go to each Sect one by one in the future to demand repayment for today's debt.

Anger significantly boosted the strength of Wu Hai and Xiao Feng, and even Xuanyuan Old Ancestor, fighting them, felt some difficulty in sustaining himself.

"You so-called righteous Sects only know how to take advantage of others' misfortune! Since you want to overthrow the Ming Cult so badly, then today you shall perish with the Ming Cult!"

Wu Hai was completely enraged.

It might not be easy for him to protect the Ming Cult.

But if he wanted to drag these righteous Sects to their deaths, he only needed to disperse his Poison Skill.

The potent poison contained within his body would instantly cover the entire Ming Cult.

He guaranteed that even if those Sect Masters were afflicted by his potent poison, they would not live well.

Wu Hai felt it was quite worthwhile to sacrifice his own life to drag so many people to their deaths.

However, before Wu Hai did this, his gaze ultimately shifted to Xiao Feng.

He could no longer send Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei away.

After Xiao Feng noticed Wu Hai's gaze, he immediately realized what Wu Hai intended to do.

Just as he was about to speak, he saw Wu Hai's originally resolute eyes suddenly show a hint of disbelief.

Subsequently, Xiao Feng also sensed a familiar Qi rapidly flying towards the Ming Cult.

"The Cult Master is back!" Xiao Feng was excited, even on the verge of tears of joy.

Xiao Feng and Wu Hai joined forces and directly sent Xuanyuan Old Ancestor staggering back several steps with a single palm strike, then they quickly moved again, sending all the other Sect Masters and Disciples flying away.

The two sides reluctantly paused their battle.

Because appearing above them was the Ming Cult Master, Su Mo, who had not yet shown himself.

The Qi emanating from Su Mo was so oppressive it made people feel suffocated.

Su Mo looked at his Ming Cult, which had been ruined to such an extent in the short time he was away, and he was furious.

As soon as Su Mo made his move, the Disciples of various Sects, who were already somewhat exhausted from the fierce fighting, along with their Sect Masters and Elders, were all blasted out of the Ming Cult by Su Mo.

The first move cleared out all those righteous Sect fellows from the Ming Cult.

The second move, an even more violent attack than before, directly struck Xuanyuan Old Ancestor and several Sect Masters.

Xuanyuan Old Ancestor and the Sect Masters could not evade Su Mo's enraged attack, and due to their prior excessive expenditure of Qi, they instantly vomited a large mouthful of blood.

As for the Disciples who had followed them, they were naturally severely injured by Su Mo's previous strike.

Each of them was pale-faced, looking as if they had lost half their lives.

The most miserable was Xuanyuan Jian.

Xuanyuan Jian had already become a cripple.

After he followed the other Tianyi Sect Disciples into the Ming Cult, the painful memories that he had suppressed deep within his heart resurfaced.

He recalled the painful torment he had endured when he was previously forced to remain in the Ming Cult.

Especially upon seeing Wu Hai, the Qi throughout his body seemed to flow sluggishly.

Even though Wu Hai never even glanced at him.

Yet Xuanyuan Jian, who had just been clamoring to capture Xiao Feng and torture him severely, could only cower in a corner at this moment, not daring to approach the battlefield by half a step.

Xuanyuan Jian dared not let Wu Hai see him.

The painful torments from those memories surged wildly in his mind, leaving him completely unable to act.

And then, Su Mo suddenly returned.

Then Su Mo made his move and swept all of them away.

Xuanyuan Jian, who had managed to fly up and was preparing to leave first, inevitably fell directly from mid-air.

Fortunately, he still had some Cultivation, otherwise, he would have been smashed to death on the spot.

However, Su Mo's return completely extinguished Xuanyuan Jian's hope of avenging his father.

Xuanyuan Jian, who had just been so cowardly, now seemed to have given up entirely; he actually charged directly towards Xiao Feng.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Jian had only one thought: he could no longer avenge his father.

Since he could not avenge his father, he might as well die by Xiao Feng's hand, because he knew he could not be Xiao Feng's opponent.

However, before he could even get close to Xiao Feng, he was desperately restrained by other Tianyi Sect Disciples.

Xuanyuan Jian stared at Xiao Feng with bloodshot eyes, his gaze filled with overflowing hatred for Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng looked at Xuanyuan Jian's appearance and suddenly had a good idea.

While everyone stood still, not daring to move, a figure familiar to all suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Feng.

It was Xuan Yuan Shu Mou.

That's right, it was the real Xuan Yuan Shu Mou, not Xuan Yuan Shu Mou controlled by the Demon Emperor's clone.

Xiao Feng had originally thought that Xuan Yuan Shu Mou's soul had probably already been devoured by the Demon Emperor's clone.

After all, Xiao Feng and the others had heard about Xuan Yuan Shu Mou's soul lamp extinguishing after they came out of the Secret Realm.

But if someone were guarding the Tianyi Sect's Soul Lamp Hall at this moment, they would discover that Xuan Yuan Shu Mou's soul lamp, which had originally extinguished, had now relit.

However, the relit flame was no longer the golden-red flame from before, but was tinged with a hint of gray.