The Six Major Sects

Bright Summit.

With the six major sects gathered here, the Ming Cult's Five Elements Flags followers had already suffered heavy casualties and had no choice but to hold their ground. However, under the relentless attacks of the disciples from the six major sects, they were beginning to falter.

At that moment, a sinister laugh echoed from the sky, followed by a dark shadow flashing by. A disciple of the Kongtong Sect felt a pair of iron claws grab his neck and was forcibly dragged into the sky.

"Hahaha, these shameless bastards from the six major sects actually dared to join forces to besiege my sect's headquarters! They're simply courting death! After I drain your blood, I'll slaughter all the experts from the six sects!" A wild laugh echoed in the air, and the Kongtong Sect disciple was so frightened that he almost wet his pants.

The next second, he felt a sharp pain in his neck, and all the blood in his body was drawn out of the wound. After a short while, he stopped struggling.

The person in mid-air loosened their grip, and the corpse of the Kongtong Sect disciple fell to the ground.

"It's Wei Yixiao, the Green-Winged Bat King, one of the Four Great Dharma Kings of the Demonic Sect! This demon has arrived too!" a disciple from one of the six major sects shouted.

He took out a crossbow, drew the bow, and intended to shoot Wei Yixiao down from the sky. However, he did not notice that a person darted out from another direction and grabbed his throat with a claw. By the time the person passed by, the disciple of the six major sects had already coughed up blood and fallen to the ground dead.

"Such powerful claw skills! This person must be Yin Tianzheng, the White- White-Brow, one of the four great protectors of the Demonic Cult. I never expected that he would leave the Ming Cult more than ten years ago to create his own Heavenly Eagle Cult, and that he would return when the Ming Cult is in danger. Everyone be careful, Yin Tianzheng's Eagle Claw Technique are extremely domineering!" The speaker was Miejue, the head of the Mount Emei Sect.

"Hmph, they've come at the perfect time! We can wipe out all the demonic cultists in one fell swoop! Kill, kill, kill!" The hot-tempered leader of the Kongtong Sect punched a Ming Cult member, who coughed up blood and died instantly.

"Gentlemen, this demonic sect has been rampant in the martial world for decades. Its foundation is solid, and there are countless masters in the sect. We must be careful and not let ourselves be caught off guard!" An elder from Shaolin Temple shouted, brandishing his staff.

"Kunlun Sect disciples, listen to my command! Do not show any mercy. If you encounter any members of the Demonic Cult, even women and children, you must kill them all and make our contribution to the righteous martial arts world!" The Kunlun Sect leader killed a Ming Cult member who was not yet fifteen years old with a single sword strike and laughed maliciously.

"Alright, everyone, when the time comes, we'll burn down Bright Summit and extinguish their so-called inextinguishable sacred fire. Let's see if they can still be so arrogant then, hahahaha!" Miejue was also in a frenzy, clearly addicted to killing.

Others were unaware that her Qitian Sword was lost, and she couldn't vent her anger, but at this moment she regained some feeling. It seemed that she discovered that killing these weaklings could bring her a little bit of satisfaction.

The fighting continues.

Unlike the fierce attack by the six major sects, the Ming Cult members inside Bright Summit felt as if their hearts had sunk into an ice cave. Looking at the large number of disciples from the six major sects, they knew their own suffering was unbearable.

Currently, their fighting force consists only of Yang Xiao, the Left Guardian of Light; Wei Yixiao, the Green-Winged Bat King; Wei Yixiao Yin Tianzheng, the White-Brow King; the Five Wanderers; and the Five Elements Five Elements Flags. Such a lineup is no match for the Six Husbands Sect.

"Old Bat, Eagle King, I am truly grateful to you for coming to my rescue when my sect was in peril. Even if I die in battle today, I will have no regrets!" Yang Xiao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said in a deep voice.

"Hmph, Yang Xiao, you should know that we came back not for you, the current leader, but for the safety of the entire Ming Cult. However, we are outnumbered, and with the two of us old bones, we are afraid we cannot turn the tide. Alas!" The White-Brow Yin Tianzheng was also seriously injured at this moment, but he still launched a fierce attack.

"Is today the day my Ming Cult is destroyed?" Yang Xiao sighed, his heart filled with bitterness. He then added, "Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that our leader Yang Dingtian has been missing for many years, and the Lion King and Dragon King are not at large, and our Ming Cult is not torn apart, how could we allow these six major sects to ride roughshod over us? I am not reconciled!" Another half hour passed, and more than half of the Ming Cult members on Bright Summit had died, and the rest were all wounded. Helpless, they retreated to the front of the hall, which was their last stand.

"You demonic cultists, today is the day you are executed! In recent years, you have committed countless evil deeds in the martial world, and many heroes have died at your hands. Today, the six major sects have come to exterminate you. Lay down your weapons, confess your crimes, and accept your fate!" It was Miejue spoke again.

At this moment, she exuded the demeanor of a sect leader, radiating an indescribable aura of power. Even the Emei Sect disciples behind her were all arrogant and haughty, staring at the Ming Cult members with fierce expressions.

"Amitabha, fellow benefactors of the Ming Cult, the sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore. If you cease your wanton killings and are willing to repent and reform, it will be a blessing for the martial arts world..." A kind-faced Shaolin put his hands together and said calmly.

Miejue, standing to the side, sneered, "Master, you are compassionate, but when it comes to these evil cult members, you must also become a fierce Bodhisattva. Right is right, and evil is evil. Today, we must uproot this evil cult completely..."

After glancing at the wounded members of the Ming Cult, Miejue sneered again, "You are all well-known figures in the martial world. You have already seen the situation today. Rather than being killed by our chaotic sword fight, it would be more swift and painless to end your own lives. At least you can retain some dignity before you die. So... take your own lives!"

The disciples behind her also drew their longswords and shouted in unison, "Commit suicide... commit suicide!"

"Hehe, this is strength. Our martial prowess surpasses that of the Demonic Sect, so we can control their lives and deaths..." A senior disciple from one of the six major sects whispered to his companion beside him.

"Hehe, yeah, yeah, we also took this opportunity to make a fortune today. I heard there are quite a few young and beautiful girls in the backyard of the Ming Cult, all of them are family members of high-ranking members of the Demonic Cult. We can take a few back to play with in the chaos, and kill them when we're done with them. Then we can just blame it on the remnants of the Demonic Cult!" another disciple said with a lewd smile.

"By the way, I've noticed that our sect leader seems to have something on his mind lately, like he's holding back a fire in his heart. I wonder what it is!" A disciple suddenly remembered something and asked.

These words immediately sparked a heated discussion among those around them.

A middle-aged disciple, who looked to be around forty, said, "I know a little about this matter. Let me ask you first: before the change in your sect leader, did a young man come to the mountain to spar with you?"

"Yes, how did you know?" the disciple asked curiously.

"How would I know about this book? You're just ignorant. You haven't even heard of Bai Shan Xiao Zi's great reputation? Let me tell you, in terms of martial arts, none of the sect leaders present are as good as him. I heard he's already defeated all six major sects, even the Emei Sect's Miejue Qitian Sword..." The middle-aged disciple was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly saw Miejue scrutinizing them with a fierce expression not far away, and he immediately stopped talking.

However, his mention of the "mountain-climbing boy" once again sparked heated discussions among the crowd.

"I wonder what such a person looks like. Is he perhaps three-headed and six-armed?" a young disciple muttered under his breath.

Just then, the disciple felt something above his head, looked up, and was immediately dumbfounded.

At this moment, the situation on Bright Summit had reached its most critical point. The six major sects had collectively rushed towards the final hall, and a massacre was imminent.

Just then, someone cried out in terror, "Heavens! What's that in the sky?"

The sound was loud, immediately attracting the attention of the experts from the six major sects. When they looked up, they were all stunned.

Because in the sky, an enormous, ridiculously large eagle had appeared out of nowhere. Even more incredibly, two people were riding on that eagle.

The giant eagle circled for a while before slowly descending. Some with good eyesight could already see the faces of the two people on the eagle's back.

The second one looked unfamiliar, but the black-clad youth in front was very familiar.

The six sect leaders were initially stunned, then fell into recollection, and then their expressions changed drastically.

"It's... it's him?"

At this moment, the two people on the giant eagle also leaped down and landed steadily in front of the main hall, separating the injured Ming Cult members from the six major sects on both sides.

"Looks like we arrived just in time!" The young man in black looked around and nodded in satisfaction.

This person was none other than Li Wei.

The other person was Zhang Wuji. The appearance of the two completely disrupted the battle, and for a moment, everyone fell silent.

The six sect leaders stared at the face they had seen countless times in their nightmares, their hearts filled with mixed emotions, unable to describe what they felt.

If Mu had to describe a feeling, it would be pain!

This face could only make them feel pain, not only physically, but more importantly, psychologically. It was this black-clad youth in front of them who had made them lose face. It was this black-clad youth who had knocked them down with just a pair of fists and left an indelible scar on their hearts.

The one who reacted the most Miejue, the former leader of the Emei Sect.

She spotted the Heavenly Sword on Li Wei's back at a glance, and a surge of anger welled up within her. She immediately wanted to rush forward and snatch the Heavenly Sword back. However, she was not a reckless person. Clearly, if she lost her temper and rushed out at this moment, she would inevitably become the laughingstock of everyone again.

She didn't believe she could defeat her opponent and reclaim the Qitian Sword on her own.

"Why is this kid here? Could he also be here to spar with the Ming Cult? If that's the case, it's best to avoid him for now, otherwise..." Miejue felt a surge of hatred as she recalled that punch from that day.

"However, this is also an opportunity. If we can incite the experts of the six major sects to attack him together, we will definitely be able to kill him and vent our anger!" Thinking of this, Miejue shifted her gaze to the other five major sects.

Unexpectedly, when she turned her head, she saw that the leaders of the five sects were all looking panicked, staring intently at the suddenly appearing black-clad youth. Each of them had a look of fear on their face.

They were scared!

"No way, could it be that they also...?"