477: The attitudes of various forces

Among all the Immortals, who was the most anxious now?

Naturally, it was Chen Beixuan, who had ill intentions and planned to play both sides!

Feeling his Puppet destroyed, Chen Beixuan was now furious and began to shout to stop from a great distance, hoping to reduce some losses for the Chen Family, but his attempts to stop were not only useless, but instead became a death knell for the Chen Family members.

"Kill them all quickly, the great battle is coming soon!"

Someone in the Netherworld Soul Hall shouted, and the others immediately switched to their most powerful Magical Artifacts and used their most potent methods to harvest the lives of the Chen Family members. In an instant, blood flowed like a torrent in the Void Realm, and countless blood turned into a bloody mist, drifting down to the ground.

Countless corpses fell from the sky like raindrops, creating a very bloody scene.

Qin Feng also nodded to AZui and said, "Since they like to peek with their Divine Sense, let's give them a taste of their own medicine."

"Okay."

AZui's eyes flickered with excited red light, and she immediately began to cast the strongest Soul Attack technique from the Soul Shroud Heaven Skill.

If an ordinary Cultivator faced an enemy's Divine Soul probe, at most they would just bounce it back, but the Soul Clan was different. If the opponent dared to expose their Divine Soul in front of a Soul Clan member, it was like taking out their heart and placing it in front of the Soul Clan to be slaughtered...

Buzz buzz buzz...

The Void Realm vibrated, followed by a purple force that enveloped more than ten Divine Souls present, then like a large hand, twisted these Divine Souls into a rope, desperately pulling them towards this side.

"How dare you, brat!"

Feeling that their Divine Sense seemed impossible to retrieve, Chen Beixuan and the other Immortals were instantly enraged and threatened them one after another.

But AZui remained unmoved, still manipulating the purple hand to quickly pull their Divine Sense.

Bang!

Those Divine Senses suddenly broke, clearly indicating that many Immortals had voluntarily abandoned these Divine Souls. AZui didn't mind the small amount, directly kneaded the many chaotic Divine Souls together, then stuffed them into her mouth and swallowed them.

At this moment.

Many Chen Family members had already been slaughtered.

All the Netherworld Soul Hall Disciples flew back from outside, standing behind Qin Feng, ready for battle, because they had felt a sense of oppression from the Divine Sense probes just now, which clearly indicated that Immortals were about to descend.

However, they all believed in their Sect Master.

Since the Sect Master dared to return, he certainly wouldn't sit idly by. This confidence had been established since the blood spirit stone mine in Thousand Caves Mountain. They believed that Qin Feng would never do anything without certainty, even if it was an Immortal!

Three years ago, Qin Feng, at the Soul Transformation Realm, was able to befriend Miss Lü Qingqing of the Immortal Realm. Now, three years later, perhaps he already had a more powerful Immortal trump card by his side.

Moreover.

They had witnessed the strength of those two Puppets just now.

Even if it's an Immortal today, the Netherworld Soul Hall might not lose!

The Whirlwind River Valley was very quiet at this time, and everyone stood silently in the valley, waiting.

It was dusk.

The setting sun slowly descended from the sky, casting ten thousand rays of red light, turning the entire land golden.

A gentle breeze carried the scent of blood in the air, creating a scene of infinite desolation and misery, but this misery belonged to others. The victors were currently enjoying the beautiful sunset.

...

On the other side.

In a secluded hall within the Chasing Immortal Sect.

Gong Miaoyin was kneeling before an Elder, pleading bitterly, "Please, Elder, be merciful and save the Netherworld Soul Hall. The Netherworld Soul Hall will repay you a hundredfold in the future."

"No one dares to save the people of the Netherworld Soul Hall. If they are saved, it will indirectly offend the Five Elements Hall of the Immortal Realm. You should save your breath."

The Elder was dressed in a white robe, with an auspicious cloud symbol embroidered with gold thread on his chest. He exuded an air of Immortal grace and Daoist charm. At this moment, he was casually carving a soybean with a carving knife, intending to sculpt the soybeans into lifelike small figures.

Seeing that her pleas were in vain, Gong Miaoyin could only get up and walk out of the hall. After leaving the Chasing Immortal Sect's territory, she immediately took to the sky and flew towards the Netherworld Soul Hall.

A similar scene was also unfolding in the Giant Elephant Sect.

Inside the Giant Elephant Sect's deliberation hall, countless Sect Elders were holding a meeting. In the Sect Master's seat above everyone, a burly middle-aged woman with bronze skin and distinct, smooth muscle lines, exuding a wild aura, was seated.

Lu Xiuwen stood in the middle of the crowd, his expression solemn as he said to the woman, "Immortal, the Netherworld Soul Hall once saved our Giant Elephant Sect from dire straits. We owe them a great debt. Today, the Netherworld Soul Hall may face a calamity. Please, Immortal, help them."

He was only twelve or thirteen years old now, but he spoke eloquently, and his voice was as clear and resounding as a sword art.

The woman showed a bitter smile and said:

"Lu Xiuwen, although you are exceptionally talented, you are not yet clear about the matters of the Immortal Realm. The people the Netherworld Soul Hall has provoked are not people our Giant Elephant Sect can afford to offend. Let's just forget about it."

"Immortal, isn't it just the Five Great Immortal Sects? What's so un-offendable about them? Even if we don't act, we can at least show up and lend our presence!"

"Even presence is not allowed. The further away from this matter, the better!"

"..."

Lu Xiuwen fell silent.

For a moment, confusion appeared in his eyes, and the aura around him became extremely despondent.

Everything the Netherworld Soul Hall had done, from its establishment at the Chang Sheng Sword Sect ruins to its current relocation to the Whirlwind River Valley, he had seen clearly, and all the Cultivators in Lingzhou had witnessed it!

The people of the Netherworld Soul Hall diligently guarded the Whirlwind River Valley. Although there were many evil Cultivators under their command, they had never committed any heinous acts, nor had they ever cheated or deceived any low-level Loose Cultivators.

Yet, such a harmless Sect was repeatedly targeted.

"If they were evil Cultivators or evil demons following a crooked Dao and suffered such a fate, then so be it. But can they be considered evil Cultivators? They haven't even killed as many lives in a year as Righteous Path Cultivators. Why should they suffer such injustice!"

"In this world, what is real anymore?"

"What is real!"

"I'm going to save my eldest brother, even if it means taking a blow for him. This life will be enough!"

Lu Xiuwen's eyes were filled with countless bloodshot veins. He glared fiercely at the many taciturn Elders within the Sect, then resolutely turned and left the deliberation hall.

...

At the same time.

Zi Qingyang and Purple Linger from Qi Yuan Pavilion, Chen Xinghe from Golden Light Pavilion.

A few figures also appeared next to the Whirlwind River Valley. They had already received news that the Netherworld Soul Hall was being besieged by the Immortal Sect Chen Family, so they decided to help the Netherworld Soul Hall.

When these people appeared above the Netherworld Soul Hall, they immediately saw the white-robed man in the crowd.

At this moment, he stood quietly among the crowd, like the stars surrounding the moon, yet as firm as a stabilizing needle in the sea, making the atmosphere within the entire Whirlwind River Valley extremely relaxed, as if he didn't care about the upcoming battle at all.

At the same time, Qin Feng also noticed these suddenly appearing figures, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Everyone, since you're here, why not come to my Netherworld Soul Hall for a cup of hot tea?"

"We will drink the hot tea, but it depends on whether we are fated to."

Chen Xinghe grinned, then directly came before Qin Feng. Zi Qingyang and Purple Linger, the siblings, also rushed in without hesitation, and the last to arrive was Lu Xiuwen.

At this time, his physique and appearance were already similar to that of an ordinary youth, but he still gave off a sense of immaturity.

"Big Brother, I'm here too!"

After steadying himself, Lu Xiuwen immediately grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.