448: Chapter 448 As expected, the Joyful Union Sect was betrayed by the Fox Clan.

On the cliff, Xu Ruyu shouldered the psionic rocket launcher, its muzzle moving slowly between Situ E and Zhao Qianyi.

Behind him, the Grand Elder, the Fifth Elder, and Granny Liu were covered in blood, yet they still stood straight.

At their feet lay the corpses of the Jile Sect and Tianshu Sword Sect Disciples; blood had stained the rocks red, glistening with a dark crimson luster under the moonlight.

Situ E's face was livid; he had lost over a dozen Golden Core Stage Disciples, three Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators, and had another two severely injured.

Zhao Qianyi was no better off; of the twelve Golden Core Sword Cultivators he had brought, eight were dead, and the remaining four were all wounded.

Both men stared fixedly at Xu Ruyu, their eyes filled with killing intent, but neither dared to act rashly—the muzzle of that psionic rocket launcher was emitting a heart-palpitating energy fluctuation.

"Xu Ruyu," Situ E said coldly, "how long do you think you can hold out? How many more shots can that broken cannon of yours fire? One? Two? After you finish firing, you'll be nothing but trash!"

Xu Ruyu laughed, his smile full of mockery: "How many shots it can fire—why don't you try it and find out?"

Situ E was choked by his words.

He dared not try.

What if this shot really could take his life?

Zhao Qianyi also dared not move.

He was a Sword Cultivator, and defense had never been his strong suit.

He might not be able to withstand that shot.

The two sides remained deadlocked, and a heavy scent of gunpowder permeated the air.

Just then, the sound of wind breaking came from behind.

Several figures swooped over from the direction of Tianyin Mountain, moving at extreme speed and arriving before them in the blink of an eye.

Xu Ruyu's heart sank abruptly.

It was none other than Cang Songzi, Cang Bozi, and Cang Yunzi—the three Grand Elders of the Taihu Clan.

Behind them followed several gray-robed Cultivators, each possessing a powerful aura.

And what surprised Xu Ruyu most was that Mo Feng had actually come too.

Mo Feng was being supported by a gray-robed Cultivator; his face was pale as paper, and his chest was wrapped in thick bandages, with blood seeping through them.

He had been severely injured by one of Xu Ruyu's shots and should have been recuperating in the Taihu Clan, yet here he was, forcing himself to come.

His eyes were filled with resentment and excitement as he stared fixedly at Xu Ruyu, a twisted smile hanging on his lips.

After landing, Cang Songzi's gaze swept over the corpses strewn across the ground, past Situ E and Zhao Qianyi, and finally landed on Xu Ruyu.

His expression was very calm—terrifyingly so, as if everything before him was within his expectations.

"Cult Leader Situ, Elder Zhao," he spoke slowly, his voice old and cold, "it seems you have encountered a bit of trouble."

Seeing Cang Songzi and the others appear, a flash of surprise crossed Situ E's eyes, followed immediately by a smile.

That smile contained both pleasant surprise and calculation.

"Fellow Daoist Cang Songzi, you've come at just the right time," he laughed. "This Xu Ruyu killed your Taihu Clan's people and has now killed so many Disciples of my Jile Sect here."

"How about we join forces today and take down these remnants of the Hehuan Sect?"

Cang Songzi did not answer immediately, but instead looked at Xu Ruyu.

His gaze lingered on Xu Ruyu for a moment, then swept over the Grand Elder, the Fifth Elder, and Granny Liu behind him, finally landing on the psionic rocket launcher in his hand.

"Xu Ruyu," his voice remained calm, as calm as if he were discussing a matter unrelated to himself, "your continued existence is, in the end, a disaster for my Taihu Clan."

This sentence was like a basin of ice water poured over Xu Ruyu's heart.

He had guessed it long ago.

From the moment Cang Songzi drove them out of Tianyin Mountain, he had guessed it.

Someone must have leaked the Hehuan Sect's whereabouts.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible for Situ E and Zhao Qianyi to be waiting here in advance.

And now, with Cang Songzi appearing here with Mo Feng, it completely confirmed his suspicions.

As expected, the Hehuan Sect had been sold out by the Taihu Clan.

Xu Ruyu's gaze crossed over Cang Songzi and landed on Mo Feng.

Mo Feng was staring at him, his eyes filled with resentment and gratification.

On that pale face hung a twisted smile, his lips moving as he silently said something.

Xu Ruyu read his lip-reading— "You are finished."

Xu Ruyu ignored him and instead looked at Cang Songzi.

His voice was calm: "Senior Cang Songzi, I, Xu Ruyu, believe I have done nothing to wrong the Taihu Clan."

"Completing the saint tablet, breaking the Forbidden Array, helping the artifact spirit achieve a Breakthrough—which of these was not for the sake of the Taihu Clan?"

"Is this how your Taihu Clan repays its benefactors?"

Cang Songzi's expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to calmness.

He did not answer Xu Ruyu's words, but instead looked at Situ E and nodded slowly.

"Cult Leader Situ, let's do as you suggested."

"We will join forces to take down these remnants of the Hehuan Sect."

Situ E was overjoyed and laughed: "Good! Fellow Daoist, I and Zhao Qian will deal with Xu Ruyu; how about you handle those few?"

Cang Bozi laughed heartily from the side, his laughter filled with contempt and disdain: "Just them? And you need all of us to make a move? I alone am enough!"

He took a step forward, his figure moving like lightning as he lunged straight for the Grand Elder and the others!

A terrifying pressure erupted from his entire body; it was the power of the Mid-Stage Saint Realm, heavy as a mountain, pressing down until people could not catch their breath!