77: Chapter 77

Zhao Lieyang watched the surging excitement below and continued with satisfaction, "Today, my Leaving Fire Pavilion will go all out to crusade against the Dao Seeking Sect. We must make them pay with their lives for our dead Elders, make them pay the price for bullying our Disciples, and let them know that the dignity of my Leaving Fire Pavilion is inviolable!"

"Blood for blood! Uphold our Pavilion's prestige!"

"Blood for blood! Uphold our Pavilion's prestige!"

Zhao Lieyang nodded slightly and waved his hand. Eight thousand Disciples boarded the flying boats in an orderly fashion. Following them, the Elders, Deacons, and the Sect Foundation moved out, determined to burn the Dao Seeking Sect to ashes.

Chu Linger, Heavenly Pride of Li Huo Pavilion raised her hand to touch her cheek, her eyes cold as killing intent spread.

The bruise on her face where Li Pingan had stepped on her had already faded, but the humiliation was branded into her heart. Even every time she would Cultivate, the silhouette of that dark-skinned youth would always surface in her mind.

"Let's see how you can hide this time. I, Chu Linger, Heavenly Pride of Li Huo Pavilion, will personally skin you alive."

Inside the Azure Nether Sword Sect!

The continuous sound of clanging swords echoed in the ears!

Thousands of long swords were unsheathed in sequence as they boarded the Sect's flying boats.

Sect Master Zhao Wuji was in the Ancestral Hall, looking at the portraits of the past Ancestral Masters above, solemnly lighting three sticks of incense.

He held the incense with both hands above his head, bowed deeply, and his forehead almost touched the cold bluestone floor.

"Ancestral Masters above, your Disciple Zhao Wuji, the seventeenth Sect Master of the Azure Nether Sword Sect, prays here with incense."

"The Dao Seeking Sect is arrogant and reckless. They insulted our Disciples in the Spirit Void Secret Realm and killed our Elders. This time, I, Zhao Wuji, lead our Disciples to crusade against the Dao Seeking Sect, and we will surely remove their name from the Eastern Region to uphold the prestige of our Azure Nether Sword Sect."

After finishing his words, Zhao Wuji inserted the three sticks of incense into the burner. The blue smoke rose like nimble gossamer threads.

"Once the Dao Seeking Sect is wiped out, I, Zhao Wuji, will surely wipe out the other Four Great Hegemon-level Forces within a hundred years and unify the entire Eastern Region."

A moment later, the tall Wang Qingping entered the Ancestral Hall.

Without turning his head, Zhao Wuji asked, "How is it? Is there any movement from the Bamboo Mountain Sword Sect?"

Wang Qingping said regretfully, "We haven't detected any movement. It seems the Bamboo Mountain Sword Sect will not interfere this time."

Zhao Wuji snorted coldly, "Those stubborn things have finally learned to be smart. How is the assembly of Disciples?"

"Reporting to the Sect Master, we can depart at any time!"

Zhao Wuji then turned around and strode out of the great hall!

...At this very moment!

Outside the Dao Seeking Sect, tens of thousands of Cultivators had already gathered.

These were all people who had come to the Dao Seeking Sect to watch the show and pick up scraps after hearing the slightest movement. The scale was not much different from when the Spirit Void Secret Realm opened.

It couldn't be helped; the Four Great Sects joining forces was an unimaginable spectacle in the Eastern Region.

Although the Cultivation World only remembers the winners and no one remembers the losers,

Being targeted by the Four Great Sects together was enough to keep the name of the Dao Seeking Sect on people's lips for a hundred years.

Cultivators from all sorts of people gathered here basically for three purposes. First, after a great battle, there are bound to be great scraps to pick up; this is common knowledge in the Cultivation World.

Second, the Sect Master of the Dao Seeking Sect is a Golden Core Expert who could kill the Ghost Hand Asura with one sword strike. Observing a battle between Golden Core Experts would surely be of great benefit to future cultivation.

Third, they were here to watch the excitement, or rather, to witness history.

"Look to the west!"

Among the crowd, someone shouted.

The Cultivators turned their gazes to the west. Suddenly, their pupils constricted violently, and their hearts felt as if they were gripped by an ancient hand, followed by a drum-like frantic beating.

It wasn't ordinary excitement, but a reverence and trembling from the depths of their Bloodline, as if they were seeing the omen of the world turning upside down.

They're here, they're really here!

Many Cultivators' eyes were wide open, their faces filled with shock.

"My god... one, two... a full seventeen flying boats! This lineup is too terrifying. Is this the foundation of a Hegemon-level Force?"

"The three crimson ones at the front are the flying boats of the Crimson Firmament Sect, right? They are so majestic! One day, I want to join the Crimson Firmament Sect too; maybe I'll have the chance to ride on such a boat."

"Fairy Ruyan, where is Fairy Ruyan? My leg fetish is acting up; let me see Fairy Ruyan quickly."

"It's a good thing I failed the Disciple recruitment of the Dao Seeking Sect last time. Thinking about it now, it's not that I failed; it's clearly my ancestral graves smoking green smoke to save my life."

"A pity for the Dao Seeking Sect, what a pity! Next time the Spirit Void Secret Realm opens, it can only be monopolized by these Hegemon-level Forces."

The seventeen flying boats flew in one after another!

At the western horizon, the shadows of the ships blotted out the sky and the sun, dyeing half the heavens an ink-black of death. The flickering light flowing on the hulls moved through the clouds as if the world itself was sinking slightly under this power.

The whistling of the flying boats cutting through the sky drew closer. That pressure belonging to Hegemon-level Forces pressed down like a physical canopy, making every Cultivator feel suffocated.

They didn't even dare to discuss in whispers, only shouting incessantly in their hearts.

Lin Yifan watched this scene and frowned slightly, "With such a scale, I didn't expect these four Sects to even bring out their Sect Foundations. This is a bit troublesome."

The Bamboo Mountain Sword Sect had sent forty people this time, all of whom were top-tier experts of the Sect.

They restrained their Qi and hid among the Cultivators below.

The Mountain Protecting Elder narrowed his eyes, his expression solemn. "Sect Master, I miscalculated. I ultimately underestimated the ambition and desire of these Four Great Sects."

Judging by today's posture, even if the Dao Seeking Sect handed over all the Opportunities obtained from the Spirit Void Secret Realm, the four Sects might not choose to let matters rest.

The other side was here for total extermination!

Lin Yifan's brow furrowed into deep furrows. After hesitating for a moment, he ordered, "Come with me to the Dao Seeking Sect to convince their Sect Master to quickly abandon the Sect and flee for his life."

"As long as the green hills remain, there will be no shortage of firewood!"

The Mountain Protecting Elder sighed, "That is the only way."

...Inside the Dao Seeking Sect!

A pale white figure, like a firefly under the moon, quietly appeared in the center of the hall. The light brush of her robes stirred up fine dust but didn't cause the slightest clamor.

"Qi Yue pays respects to the Sect Master."

The woman's voice was as clear and cold as an ice spring, yet it couldn't hide a hint of joy.

Chen Xuan sat on the Sect Master's throne, looking at the woman below with her transcendent and refined beauty. "What is it?"

"Sect Master, a hundred miles to the west, seventeen flying boats are approaching our Dao Seeking Sect." Qi Yue lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes casting faint shadows beneath them.

"The Four Great Sects' alliance is pressing in with ill intent. Qi Yue requests to volunteer to fight alone, so as not to disturb the Disciples' cultivation within the Sect."

Chen Xuan's fingertips lightly tapped the armrest. A hundred miles was already considered an attack on my Dao Seeking Sect.

He nodded slightly and was about to agree.

"No!"

A sharp shout came from outside the hall. Bai Tang rushed into the hall and cupped his fists to Chen Xuan, "Sect Master, you must not let Senior Qi Yue fight alone."

"With the Four Great Sects joining forces, the number of Golden Core Experts is no fewer than ten. Even Senior Qi Yue will surely find it hard to resist."

Qi Yue: "???"

Qi Yue, who had the words 'claiming credit' almost written on her face, looked at the man holding a long sword beside her, and her expression instantly became cold.

If Chen Xuan hadn't been present, she wouldn't have been able to resist gifting him a sword strike on the spot.

To let him experience for himself whether or not she was 'hard to resist.'