The Black Lotus Holy Envoy had already been slain by Li Huai. Among the White Lotus Sect's forces in the Xiang River region, no one remained who could stop Li Huai.
"Kill them all! Leave none alive!"
As Li Huai's words fell, the other Dark Guard martial artists immediately charged at the White Lotus Sect warriors.
With the Black Lotus Holy Envoy dead, the White Lotus Sect members had lost all courage. All they could do now was flee in terror. Thus, despite facing Dark Guard martial artists of equal strength, the White Lotus Sect forces collapsed at the first touch, not daring to fight back at all.
Li Huai did not intervene in the battle below. Though his involvement would have turned it into a one-sided slaughter, he intended to use this chance to temper the Dark Guard martial artists. These White Lotus Sect disciples were the Dark Guard's whetstones.
In terms of strength, the White Lotus Sect and Dark Guard members were actually about evenly matched. However, the White Lotus Sect's people were quite skilled at fleeing, especially those martial artists proficient in illusions, most of whom managed to escape with their lives.
Li Huai did not bother pursuing those who fled. They were merely small fry, incapable of accomplishing anything significant.
In less than half a day, the White Lotus Sect martial artists had either died or scattered in flight. Only then did Li Huai turn his gaze toward Situ Meng and the others. His utterly expressionless face and eyes devoid of emotion made the Azure Moon Sect members' hearts abruptly skip a beat.
Seeing Li Huai look over, Situ Meng immediately forced a fawning smile onto his face.
Situ Meng had always been extremely pragmatic in his conduct. For a small sect like theirs, following the