Standing atop a mountain peak, Qin Fengming made no further move. This sort of battle could no longer stir his interest. The Xiao Household members returning from afar still wore grief and indignation on their faces, but the excitement in their eyes was impossible to conceal.
The instant the sect's protective restriction was breached, everyone had thought that the Xiao clan would never escape this calamity.
Who could have imagined that the situation would suddenly take a sharp turn, with a young cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage appearing out of nowhere and capturing two late Nascent Soul stage Great Cultivators from Soul Severing Hall in a single move?
He had then gone alone to hold back the three Great Cultivators of the Mo clan.
The sight had left everyone feeling as though they were caught in a dream.
Although they faced more than a hundred Nascent Soul cultivators and over two thousand Core Formation cultivators, the Xiao clan cultivators had not shown the slightest fear. Every one of them had charged forward bravely, joining forces to attack and kill.
At that time, the entire Xiao clan had only twenty or thirty Nascent Soul cultivators, even counting the Rogue Cultivators who had good relations with them, while their Core Formation cultivators numbered only a few hundred.
Yet without the command of the Great Cultivators, not one of the more than two thousand cultivators from the several sects of Huangzhou had dared to stay and fight. All of them had fled in panic, escaping into the distance.
After the great battle, the number of Xiao clan cultivators who had fallen did not even reach a hundred. Such a battle record was something the Xiao clan cultivators would never have dared imagine before the fight.
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