53: Finally, they realized they were afraid.

(Today is five updates. The plot of the Heavenly Feather Sect concludes completely, after which the path of torturing the seven white-eyed wolves begins, each one more miserable than the last.)

The night passed in panic and unease. Before dawn, Old Ancestor Tianyu immediately signaled her Disciples to leave the city quickly, heading toward the Lingyun Sect, which was on good terms with the Heavenly Feather Sect, hoping that by relying on the past relationship between the two Sects, the Lingyun Sect could temporarily shelter them.

Because she could not reach Su Yuheng, and the other six white-eyed wolves were not within the range of the sound transmission stone, Old Ancestor Tianyu's idea of relocating the Sect to a blessed land rich in Spiritual Qi naturally had to be postponed.

The most urgent task was to find an Immortal Cave where they could settle down to avoid being chased by that madman Shen Lian.

"Old Ancestor, the Lingyun Sect has always been on good terms with our Heavenly Feather Sect. When our Heavenly Feather Sect was in trouble back then, the Lingyun Sect provided us with full support. Relying on this friendship alone, I believe they will leave a place for our fellow Disciples to rest and recover within their Sect."

Tang Bao carefully analyzed the pros and cons for Old Ancestor Tianyu, his eyes occasionally lingering on Ye Fan, who had become a vegetable, behind her.

"It's all that bitch Su Yuheng's fault. I couldn't reach her at a critical moment. I was counting on her to contribute, but now it seems she must be afraid to see me because the Tianxia Chamber of Commerce has been hit. Hmph, a bitch is just pretentious. If I had known she was so useless, I shouldn't have brought her to the Heavenly Feather Sect back then, and I certainly shouldn't have agreed to let Faner become her Dao Companion."

Old Ancestor Tianyu was so angry she was panting. After all, for the dignified Old Ancestor of the Heavenly Feather Sect to be reduced to such a state along with her Sect, the psychological disparity was unimaginable.

"Old Ancestor, please calm down. Since it's not dawn yet, let's leave quickly."

"Hmph, once I am settled, I will definitely make that traitor Shen Lian die without a burial place!"

When Old Ancestor Tianyu shouted this, she was gnashing her teeth, her face twisted into an "M" shape. Tang Bao shrank his neck, not daring to say anything more, fearing that if she went crazy later, she would send him away with a single palm strike.

The remaining Disciples of the Heavenly Feather Sect left the city one after another and hurried toward the Lingyun Sect.

An hour later, it was fully bright.

When the Disciples passed by a tea stall, Tang Bao suggested again: "Old Ancestor, why don't we have some tea before moving on? It is only a thousand miles from here to the Lingyun Sect. Once we have rested enough, we can use our spiritual power to speed up our pace and arrive before evening."

"Very well, let's take a break first. We will continue our journey after a cup of tea."

Old Ancestor Tianyu looked around and did not detect Shen Lian's arrival, so she relaxed her vigilance and decided to drink some water to moisten her throat. Since being infused with earth qi, her physical condition had gradually moved closer to that of a Mortal, and she now had a need for food and drink.

Just as the Disciples were sitting around outside the tea stall, lifting bowls of coarse tea that cost three wen each to drink.

Clatter, clatter—suddenly, the sound of hoofbeats representing death rang out in their hearts once again.

Old Ancestor Tianyu raised her eyebrows and instinctively looked up. At this sight, her cheeks couldn't stop twitching, and they gradually began to twist into an X shape.

The netherworld chariot kicked up billows of yellow sand, moving from afar to near. Only when it approached within two steps of the tea stall did the galloping iron hooves come to a sudden halt. The next second, the carriage curtain was lifted, revealing Shen Lian's elegant and free-spirited figure.

"A new day has begun. Have you decided who will die today?"

As soon as Shen Lian finished speaking, the Disciples in the tea stall all drew their swords to protect themselves and retreated, their faces full of fear. Having experienced the cruel scene yesterday, they had been deeply shocked by Shen Lian's terrifying methods and no longer dared to speak arrogantly or provoke him as they had before.

Shen Lian paced toward the tea table. With every step he took, the Heavenly Feather Sect Disciples retreated a step involuntarily. By the time Shen Lian sat down, hundreds of Disciples had huddled together in the corner, looking quite comical.

"Serve tea!" With a call, the Tea Stall Owner tremblingly brought a pot of tea to Shen Lian's side. "Immortal Venerable, your tea."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lian extended two fingers, holding a spirit crystal between them. "This spirit crystal is enough for you to open a decent tea house. Take it and leave quickly. Remember to run fast, and don't look back."

"Thank you, Immortal Venerable, thank you, Immortal Venerable. This humble one will leave right away." The Tea Stall Owner was sharp; knowing that something big was about to happen here, he immediately took the spirit crystal and bowed. Then, without looking back, he scrambled away from the dilapidated tea stall.

After the man left, Shen Lian poured himself a bowl of tea from the teapot. "Have you decided? Who will die today!"

The death curse rang out, sending a chill through everyone's hearts. Old Ancestor Tianyu stood up and said in a trembling voice: "Shen Lian, how long do you intend to keep this up? We have already been reduced to this; can you not let us go? One should be forgiving when possible; why must you kill us all?"

Shen Lian slowly opened his Folding Fan: "Old Wall Lamp, I have already made it very clear. Unless the Heavenly Feather Sect is completely annihilated, this matter will absolutely not end well!"

"You, do you truly have no regard for our past fellowship?"

"Hahaha." Old Ancestor Tianyu's words made Shen Lian burst into laughter. "What a fine 'fellowship.' I am about to make your Heavenly Feather Sect flow with blood, and you can still say such nonsense to make me laugh. It seems your symptoms of cerebellar atrophy are getting more and more serious."

"You." Old Ancestor Tianyu's chest heaved with anger, and she pointed at Shen Lian, unable to speak a complete sentence. Shen Lian lightly shook his Folding Fan, his cold pupils filled with indifference and mockery, no longer possessing the warmth he once had for his fellow Sect members.

"Have you decided? Who do you plan to choose to die today, or shall I choose myself?"

Shen Lian's death sentence rang out a second time, and now everyone panicked. "Fight him!" Finally, someone couldn't bear the fear and took the lead in charging at Shen Lian with a sword.

Boom—as a result, the cultivation of these dozen Disciples who attacked was too low. Before they could get within ten steps of Shen Lian, they were blasted into powder by the Aura Pressure he emitted.

"No, we will die. I don't want to stay here." Another hundred Disciples, seeing that they couldn't shake Shen Lian, decisively turned around and channeled all their spiritual power to escape through the air.

But the next moment, Shen Lian casually flicked his Folding Fan. Instantly, a few drops of tea were lifted from the teacup. Enhanced by spiritual power, the tea water expanded a hundredfold in an instant, forming a huge water ball that rushed straight toward the hundred fleeing Disciples.

Boom—the water ball exploded right behind the crowd, instantly tearing them apart until there was nothing left.

At this moment, fear reached a new peak in the hearts of the remaining Heavenly Feather Sect Disciples. Everyone was trembling, daring neither to attack nor to escape.

"Old Ancestor, what should we do?" Tang Bao asked anxiously, pulling on Old Ancestor Tianyu. "If this continues, Shen Lian will definitely kill us all."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the Disciples looked at Old Ancestor Tianyu. What could Old Ancestor Tianyu do? She had never imagined that one day she would be forced into such a state by a piece she thought she had manipulated.

Just then, Shen Lian's voice sounded again. "Your Old Ancestor Tianyu is an Immortal Realm Great Cultivator. If she were willing to take action, I would certainly not dare to treat you like this. Unfortunately, your Old Ancestor uses her injuries as an excuse and watches you get killed by me. It is enough to show that you ants are nothing in her eyes. If she really cared about you, she would have taken action before I made my move. After all, she is in the Primordial Chaos Realm. Even if she is injured, dealing with someone in the Tribulation Crossing Realm would be as easy as pie, wouldn't it?"

Once these words were spoken, the way all the Disciples looked at the Old Ancestor changed again. Old Ancestor Tianyu hurriedly said: "Do not be misled by him, he is..." But the next second, she was interrupted by Shen Lian's voice: "That's all for today. I will come again at this time tomorrow. Remember to choose who will die by then, hahahaha."

Amidst his arrogant laughter, he had already boarded the netherworld chariot and left in style, leaving behind billows of dust.

The Disciples looked at each other, and from their terrified expressions, they all sensed a message being passed: Now is the time, run!

Thus, many Disciples quietly left Old Ancestor Tianyu's group. However, they had only run a few steps when they all collectively turned into blood mist. This was the lingering force Shen Lian had left in the air after his previous attack.

"Heavens! Why is this happening!" Old Ancestor Tianyu held Ye Fan's body, let out a painful howl toward the sky, her eyes full of tears.