259: Chapter 259 Disposal

The Mahayana Realm Di Futian had forcibly attained by burning his Origin was vulnerable before Ling Hao. As the Chaos Millstone pressed down, a halo of Chaos completely enveloped him.

Within the halo, Di Futian's distorted face and despairing eyes were faintly visible. Ultimately, every trace of him was ground into nothingness, leaving behind only a primitive Storage Ring that Ling Hao casually took into his hand.

As the dust settled, various voices rang out after a brief silence.

The young man from the Beitang Family holding a folding fan stepped forward first. He bowed deeply to Ling Hao and smiled, saying, "I thank Supreme Moonshadow for slaying the demonic traitor and protecting our Cangwu!"

The middle-aged man in black armor from the Dongfang Family, the elderly man smelling of medicinal herbs from the Ximen Family, and the cold woman from the Ouyang Family followed closely behind.

The bearded man from the Chixiao Sect, the elder from Xuangui Island, and the gentle woman from Qinglan Valley—all of whom were subordinates of Wan Shou Mountain—glanced at Zheng Nanxun before bowing along with representatives from other forces.

"Our thanks to Supreme Moonshadow!"

The waves of sound converged, expressing their awe.

Su Fengyi's gaze swept over the representatives of the Four Great Families who were bowing. When her eyes lingered on Beitang Feng, a strange, inscrutable glint flickered deep within them.

A low hum echoed from the horizon. The distant clouds were torn asunder as a massive fleet broke through the sky.

Hundreds of Flowing Light Moon-Chasing Ships, like meteors chasing moonlight, surrounded dozens of even larger vessels. These ships had complex structures and exuded a power that could pierce through the Void Realm; they were Void-Shattering Sky-Breaking Ships, a grade higher than the Flowing Light Moon-Chasing Ships.

At the very front were three giant ships that looked like floating mountain ranges! They were as towering as peaks, their hulls flowing with profound patterns. A sense of Dao Rhyme permeated the air, causing even Su Fengyi and Zheng Nanxun, two Tribulation Transcendence Stage experts, to look on in surprise.

Standing solemnly at the bows were Chi Shuying, Ximen Huaping, Shui Wanqing, Yu Linglong, as well as Chi Wanhe, Hua Youyou, and other Void Tempering high-level members of the Moonshadow Sect. Their arrival immediately drew everyone's gaze.

"Heavens... that is..."

"The Moonshadow Sect's fleet? What... what a powerful Aura!"

"Those giant ships feel heavier than mountains and taller than the sky!"

"The Moonshadow Sect... is truly incredible!"

Low-level Cultivators who were unaware of the details let out heartfelt gasps of admiration. Their gazes shifted between the majestic ships and the extraordinary figures standing at the bows, filled with reverence.

After sensing the situation carefully, Zheng Nanxun and Su Fengyi could not hide the shock on their faces. As Tribulation Transcendence Stage experts, their senses were much sharper. Each of those three giant ships emitted a pressure that made them feel a threat of the same level!

This meant that every one of these three giant ships possessed enough power to go toe-to-toe with a Tribulation Transcendence Stage expert! Furthermore, the massive array of dozens of Void Tempering-grade ships and hundreds of Body Integration-grade ships following behind... this was a force that even their own Sects would find difficult to produce.

The man from the Chixiao Sect and the elder from Xuangui Island felt their hearts tremble and their backs go cold.

Just these three giant ships alone were enough to easily annihilate their seventh-Rank forces more than ten times over! The foundation the Moonshadow Sect had displayed in the Cangmu Kingdom last time was already impressive, and they had assumed that multiplying that by several times would represent the Sect's full strength. But what they saw today was not just a matter of a few times over!

"This Moonshadow Sect... just how many trump cards are they still hiding?" Zheng Nanxun's heart was filled with an unceasing shock. "Next time, will they actually bring out a Mahayana-level war fortress?"

Chi Shuying and the others flew down and arrived before Ling Hao, bowing respectfully.

"Sect Master!"

"Revered Master!" Chi Wanhe, Hua Youyou, and the other Disciples also called out excitedly.

Ling Hao nodded slightly.

However, there was also a particularly resentful gaze—coming from Yu Linglong.

Ling Hao beamed a smile at Yu Linglong.

"Soon."

Hearing the teasing voice in her mind, Yu Linglong turned her face away.

Ling Hao turned his gaze toward Zheng Nanxun and Su Fengyi, who had approached nearby.

The two immediately composed themselves and bowed respectfully, saying solemnly:

"Supreme."

Looking at Ling Hao, who had leaped from being a Fellow Daoist of the same generation to a Mahayana Supreme in just two or three short years, Zheng Nanxun's heart was filled with a mix of emotions—reverence, as well as an indescribable sense of envy and lamentation.

Su Fengyi felt the same, though her gaze was even more complex. Beneath the reverence and envy, there seemed to be a hint of conflict, as if she wanted to say something but found it hard to speak. Her eyes lingered on Ling Hao, hesitating.

Ling Hao could naturally sense the reverence and envy in their emotions, but Su Fengyi's subtle attitude piqued his curiosity.

He felt that this Empress's feelings toward him were quite subtle. Could it be that she had fallen for him?

*Sigh*, my damned charm strikes again!

Zheng Nanxun's gaze swept over the terrified Wanxian Dynasty Cultivators on the distant hilltop, pausing for a moment on Di Fuling, and he asked in a deep voice:

"Supreme, I wonder how you intend to dispose of the remaining members of the Wanxian Dynasty?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes focused on the Wanxian Dynasty group on that hilltop. Di Fuling stood there quietly, enduring countless gazes of varying meanings.

As the person with the highest cultivation currently in the Wanxian Dynasty (a Second Tribulation Loose Immortal), her disposal was naturally the priority.

The atmosphere became tense and subtle. The Cultivators discussed in low voices, quickly splitting into two factions.

One faction (advocating execution) was highly emotional.

"Bah! That woman named Di doesn't deserve to talk about merit! Who knows if she's just acting!"

A man with a hideous scar from Devilish Qi burns on his face roared in a raspy voice.

"Right! The Wanxian Dynasty conspired with the True Demon Realm. How many of our brothers and comrades have they killed? This hatred is irreconcilable! We must pull them up by the roots!" His companion beside him, eyes bloodshot, echoed harshly.

"If we spare her today, how can we face the heroic souls who were torn apart by true demons?!"

The other faction (advocating mercy) was relatively calm.

"Everyone, you are mistaken."

An elderly Cultivator with white hair and a beard spoke up. "Fellow Daoist Di placed righteousness above family and provided ironclad evidence; this is the primary merit. Moreover, the Cangwu Yuji Platform previously decided that the Wanxian Dynasty would guard the main northwestern rift. Had she not exposed it in time, the northwestern defense line would have collapsed instantly once the war broke out, with unimaginable consequences!"

"The cultivation world judges by actions, not intentions. Since she has shown her stance through practical actions, if we slaughter them all, how would we be any different from the demons?"

"Exactly! Her cultivation is profound. If we can let her atone for her crimes with service, she would be a great asset for our Cangwu Province in resisting the demonic tribulation!"

The representatives of the three seventh-Rank forces under Wan Shou Mountain (the Chixiao Sect man, the Xuangui Island elder, and the Qinglan Valley woman), as well as the armored man from the Dongfang Family and the medicinal-scented elder from the Ximen Family of the Wutong Divine Dynasty's Four Great Families, did not speak directly. However, their expressions were stern, and they scrutinized Di Fuling with unfriendly eyes, clearly leaning toward severe punishment.

After all, these forces bordering the True Demon Realm front lines had the lowest tolerance for traitors.

The two factions argued fiercely, their voices growing louder as the atmosphere became explosive. Judging by numbers and momentum, the radical faction advocating severe punishment seemed to have the upper hand.

Ultimately, Di Fuling's surname was still Di, and she was a core figure of the Wanxian Dynasty. Her cultivation as a Second Tribulation Loose Immortal was like a sword hanging over everyone's heads. If they slaughtered the Wanxian Dynasty's high command today, who could guarantee she wouldn't harbor resentment and suddenly turn against them in the future?

At that time, besides the Mahayana Supreme Ling Hao, probably no one would be able to restrain her.

Gradually, all the arguments died down, and all eyes converged on Ling Hao.

As the person with the highest cultivation in Cangwu Province today, his decision would essentially determine the fate of Di Fuling and the remnants of the Wanxian Dynasty.