Bloodbath at the Mountain Gate, Yuanxiang Sect Exterminated, Du Quan and Lan Xu Sense a Peeping Eye

Yuanxiang Sect.

Outside the mountain gate.

Wei Zhentian stood with his hands behind his back, his blood-red martial attire fluttering in the wind. His imposing figure exuded authority without needing to show anger.

He suddenly turned his head, his gaze shooting towards the distance.

On an old tree far from this place, a figure sat in meditation.

"Hmph, a coward as timid as a mouse," Wei Zhentian said disdainfully.

Despite his words, he had already become wary of Yan Changyou, the Sect Master of Taihui Sect.

That strange poison had incapacitated even Linghu Yan, so he had to be cautious as well.

There are no eternal friends, only eternal interests.

With the current turbulent situation in Daliang, and the precedent of Tianxing Sect in Jizhou successfully establishing its independence, most major sects had their own plans.

After the destruction of Yuanxiang Sect, conflict between the two sects was only a matter of time.

"Sect Master, everything has been arranged."

An elder came up behind Wei Zhentian and reported.

"Mm."

Wei Zhentian didn't look back, his voice devoid of emotion.

"Lock them down completely. Don't let a single one escape!"

Besides the sect itself, personnel from Chiliu Sect and the government office were also guarding the prefectural city gates, ensuring no remnants of Yuanxiang Sect could escape.

Unlike Taihui Sect, which acted out of self-interest, Chiliu Sect was acting more out of revenge this time.

After a long wait.

Boom~

The mountain gate was pushed open from the inside.

"Sect Master Wei!" an outer disciple manager of Yuanxiang Sect greeted him obsequiously.

"I have fulfilled my mission."

As promised beforehand, he would now enter the inner sect of Chiliu Sect and receive a position of authority.

Wei Zhentian's gaze fell upon him, and he nodded slightly.

"Mm, well done."

"This is what your subordinate should..."

Wei Zhentian poked the manager's forehead with his index finger.

The manager's head exploded.

The red and white matter was completely blocked by Wei Zhentian's protective True Qi.

"Chiliu Sect disciples, receive my order!"

Wei Zhentian didn't even glance at the corpse.

"Leave none alive! Kill!"

"Kill!"

The emotions that had been suppressed for too long finally erupted.

The Taihui Sect disciples and government officials who had come with them were startled by the sudden surge of momentum from the Chiliu Sect disciples.

However, since someone was willing to be a shield, they were naturally happy to oblige.

Some quietly moved towards places like the Yuanxiang Sect's treasury and the Hall of Hidden Skills.

Wei Zhentian sneered inwardly and did not stop them.

He had already made arrangements beforehand, and taking advantage of the current situation, he could "accidentally" injure some of Taihui Sect's elites.

He glanced back at the tree in the distance.

Yan Changyou was hiding so far away, which made it convenient for him to act.

There wasn't a single disciple in sight along the way.

It wasn't until they entered the Meditation Rooms, Martial Arts Halls, and other places that they found people.

But what awaited them were ambushes that had been prepared long in advance.

Either multiple disciples crammed into a small room, launching a surprise attack the moment the door was broken down.

Or the room was filled with various traps and hidden weapons, designed to catch them off guard.

"For Yuanxiang!"

Tragic roars echoed throughout the sect.

Despite this, they were still outnumbered, and a large number of Yuanxiang disciples fell.

"Ugh!"

Another disciple from the Yuanxiang Sect was defeated.

Instantly, a wave of mockery and discussion erupted.

"Sigh! What kind of fighting is this!"

"How did they get this bad."

"It seems the title of the foremost of the three sects should have been replaced long ago."

The defeated Yuanxiang disciple struggled to get up, then left the stage in shame and anger.

Seeing this, Lan Xu lightly fanned himself and chuckled:

"Heh heh, this has completely crushed the Yuanxiang Sect's 'momentum.' Wouldn't you agree, Brother Du?"

"Brother Du?"

"Hm?" Du Quan suddenly snapped back to attention.

"What's wrong, Brother Du? Why are you so distracted?" Lan Xu asked with a puzzled expression.

Du Quan hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice:

"I don't know why, but I have a feeling something is secretly watching me. It gives me an ominous premonition."

He paused, as if searching for the right words.

"The feeling is like being targeted by some disgusting monster, making my spine crawl."

Lan Xu was taken aback at first, then let out a laugh:

"Hahaha, Brother Du, you worry too much. With your cultivation, how many people here are your match? Even if some petty individuals are watching, what does it matter?"

"Mm... that's true."

Du Quan forced a smile, but his eyes swept across Lan Xu's face.

Could this guy be behind it?

Once the Yuanxiang Sect is dealt with, the Chiliu Sect and Taihui Sect, temporary allies, will immediately become the biggest rivals.

This Lan Xu is a smiling tiger with a deep mind; the probability of him playing dirty is not small...

Just then, a disciple from the Chiliu Sect approached in a hurry and whispered a few words into Du Quan's ear.

"Hm?"

Du Quan's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and cupped his hands towards Lan Xu.

"Brother Lan, I have some urgent matters to attend to. I must take my leave."

"Oh? Do you need my assistance?"

"No need to trouble yourself. It's just a small matter; I can handle it."

Du Quan politely declined and didn't linger any longer, turning and leaving quickly.

Watching Du Quan's receding back, Lan Xu's smile gradually faded, and he closed his folding fan.

"It seems the Yuanxiang Sect has been dealt with."

A hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

This so-called alliance meeting, from the very beginning, was not a simple joint effort by two sects to suppress the Yuanxiang Sect, but a three-way game.

The Chiliu Sect was too naive, blinded by hatred; the Yuanxiang Sect saw the situation clearly but was already powerless to change it.

And the one who would laugh last would only be the Taihui Sect...

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew past.

Lan Xu turned his head, his gaze shooting towards a certain direction in the training ground, his brow furrowed.

Something's not right.

At first, he thought Du Quan's words were a test, but now it seemed that was not the case.

Because at this moment, he also felt a gaze.

It felt like being stuck to by something disgusting.

In broad daylight, was he seeing a ghost?

He looked around, but still couldn't find anything unusual.

Meanwhile.

In a corner of the spectator stands.

"Can't you see! Do you know who I am, young master..."

The lavishly dressed prodigal son looked up at the burly figure in front of him, and at the somewhat eerie wooden ghost mask, and swallowed.

"What is it?" a low voice came from beneath the ghost mask.

"N-nothing! Please, go ahead!" The prodigal son stepped aside.

After the burly man walked away, he dared to take a deep breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and cursed in a low voice:

"Damn it, wearing such a terrifying thing in broad daylight, is he afraid of the light?"

Training ground exit.

Beside the carriage.

After hastily explaining the matters of the alliance meeting to a junior disciple, Du Quan quickly got into the carriage.

"Return to the sect immediately!"

The coachman dared not delay. He flicked the reins, and the wheels began to roll.

However, the carriage had barely traveled ten feet.

A tremendous force directly shattered the carriage.

Du Quan rolled several times on the ground, circulating his internal energy, and his protective True Qi quickly condensed.

"What kind of scoundrel..."

A fist shadow pierced through the dust and smoke, hitting the protective True Qi.

The True Qi vibrated, letting out a mournful cry, its light dimmed by more than half, nearly dissipating on the spot.

Du Quan was horrified.

But soon, the second punch followed.

The protective True Qi was pierced this time.

But it was also through this brief opening that Du Quan caught sight of his opponent.

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, he summoned his internal energy, brought two fingers together, and condensed a point of crimson light at his fingertips, stabbing towards the opponent.

It was the Chiliu Sect's ultimate skill, Crimson Profound Divine Finger!