Mo Xianzi and Han Li's group acted swiftly and decisively, and the outcome was more or less as they had planned. They completed the ambush without making much noise.
Just moments ago, under Mo Xianzi's Misty Rain Sword Art and its two dazzling, razor-sharp sword beams, the Black Fiend Sect Leader—the Prince Xin who had faked his death and escaped earlier—had been caught off guard. One sword strike had sealed his throat, and as scarlet blood sprayed into the air, he slowly crumpled to the ground.
Thus, thanks to the efforts of Han Li, five fellow disciples from Yellow Maple Valley—six elite cultivators in the early to middle stages of Foundation Establishment in all—and "Mo Xianzi," a powerful Core Formation cultivator, their raid on the Black Fiend Sect's stronghold in the Xu Kingdom's imperial palace ended with the sect's upper ranks completely wiped out.
Although the four Blood Attendants—Greenstripe, Leaf Snake, Ice Fiend, and Iron Net—had each mastered a secret technique that let them transform into demons and temporarily increase their strength, allowing them to reach the middle stage of Foundation Establishment or beyond, they were still no match for the Core Formation expert backing Han Li's group, who played by no one's rules.
Outnumbered, the four of them had been ambushed by a Core Formation cultivator who showed no mercy. All four, along with the Black Fiend Sect "Leader" who had just fallen, had died on the spot, their lives claimed by Mo Xianzi's sword.
"It's over?"
"Yes, it's over."
"Senior Brother Liu, I can't believe tonight's battle went so smoothly!"
"Mm."
"But without her, we wouldn't have had it so easy. It's all thanks to Mo Xianzi."
"Haha!"
"Indeed. We owe Mo Xianzi a great deal!"
"Absolutely!"
"With Mo Xianzi's Seven Star Sword, those Black Fiend Sect guardians