The Allied Forces Completely Annihilated, Throwing Oneself Like a Moth to a Flame

"Who is that newcomer? He only possesses the cultivation of the seventh layer of the Nascent Soul Realm, yet he was able to disperse the allied forces' oppressive might with a single palm strike?"

"Eh? Aren't those the three from the Dongfang Muxue trio in the secret realm? How did they end up coming here?"

"It seems those three belong to the same sect as the newcomer!"

The surrounding spectators looked at each other in dismay, whispering in low voices.

Among them, there was no shortage of people harboring malicious intentions toward Zhang Xingfeng and his companions, and some even let a fierce glint flash in their eyes!

"Who are you?"

Wang Jingyuan looked coldly at Mo Lingyuan, issuing a challenge with a hint of murder faintly leaking from his tone.

"Mo Lingyuan, Reception Elder of the Heavenly Mist Sect!"

Mo Lingyuan turned a blind eye to Wang Jingyuan's murderous intent, answering with a heart as calm as an ancient well.

Since Li Moqing had asked Mo Lingyuan to make a name for himself through this battle, he naturally would no longer conceal information about his sect and himself.

"Mo Lingyuan? Who the hell is that?"

"No idea, never heard of him!"

To everyone's surprise, the vast majority of onlookers wore puzzled expressions.

"I've heard of him. It seems he's the patriarch of the Azure Feather Sect, the premier powerhouse of Eastern Search!"

"The Azure Feather Sect's patriarch? Then why does he call himself the 'Reception Elder of the Heavenly Mist Sect'?"

"Who knows?"

"The Heavenly Mist Sect? Has anyone here ever heard of it?"

"Nope, never heard of it!"

"Looks like a third-rate little sect!"

"Not necessarily. Mo Lingyuan possesses the cultivation of the seventh layer of the Nascent Soul Realm, and those two youths also have Foundation Establishment Realm cultivation. Perhaps this Heavenly Mist Sect isn't as worthless as one might imagine!"

"Bah! What kind of decent sect could possibly come out of Eastern Search? At best you get an Azure Feather Sect, and even that's just an inconspicuous super power!"

"Exactly, exactly!"

After a moment, the surrounding crowd stirred with a commotion.

"So the sect that Dongfang Muxue and the other two belong to is the Heavenly Mist Sect? Let's observe the newcomer's strength a bit longer; if it turns out to be subpar, we can just go wipe them out!"

Quite a few people pondered to themselves in secret.

"Mo Lingyuan, what is your relationship with the Dongfang Family? Why have you come to rescue them?"

Wang Jingyuan's murderous intent grew even more intense as he once again questioned coldly.

"What use does a dead man have knowing that?"

Mo Lingyuan replied indifferently.

"You're courting death!" Wang Jingyuan's murderous intent could ultimately be contained no longer, and his fury burned even hotter. "Arrogant wretch, since you want to die, then go down to hell together with the people of the Dongfang Family!"

"Kill!"

He shouted an order in a harsh voice.

"Understood, Elder Wang Jingyuan!" "Kill!"

The members of the allied forces once again unleashed all sorts of lethal techniques, killing towards Mo Lingyuan and the members of the Dongfang Family.

"Not good, they're attacking again!"

"Fight them to the death!"

The members of the Dongfang Family were startled at heart, frantically driving their Source Power as they prepared to fight the allied forces to the bitter end.

"Perish!"

Who would have thought that Mo Lingyuan would utter a single light word, immediately driving his Source Power as he unleashed the Lingtian Qiuyuan.

"Boom!"

In an instant, a domain spanning ten thousand miles plunged into an endless abyss, and the heavens and earth suddenly grew pitch dark.

"Where is this?"

"Such terrifying oppressive might! Run, run quickly!"

"Save me, I'm suffocating!"

"Ah!"

Amidst the darkness, the members of the allied forces panicked, fleeing haphazardly in all directions, yet perishing in a fraction of a breath.

Somewhere within the abyss, Wang Jingyuan resisted the abyss's oppressive might while torrents of Source Qi surged forth, condensing into a massive sphere of light that illuminated the surrounding darkness.

Within the radiance, he saw countless bloody fireworks blooming with a tragedy akin to the Asura purgatory!

"Such a terrifying technique! I must get out as soon as possible, otherwise I'm afraid even my Nascent Soul won't be saved!"

Wang Jingyuan was frightened out of his wits, pondering inwardly.

"Break!"

He let out a long whistle, driving his Source Power to the absolute limit and thrusting the light sphere in his palm upward.

"Screech!"

The might of the light sphere was vast and majestic, yet it vanished into the abyss like a clay ox entering the sea.

"How can this be?"

Wang Jingyuan found it hard to believe. He possessed the cultivation of the eighth layer of the Nascent Soul Realm; how could he fail to break Mo Lingyuan's technique? The man was clearly only at the seventh layer of the Nascent Soul Realm!

"Impossible!"

Wang Jingyuan drove his Source Power once more, attempting another try.

"Boom!"

Instead, supreme oppressive might slammed down upon him.

"No! Impossible!"

Wang Jingyuan's pupils dilated violently.

"Bang!"

Without even managing to make any reaction, his body instantly exploded into a mist of blood!

"Ah!"

His Nascent Soul likewise lacked time to react, emitting a heart-rending scream before being blasted apart by the abyss's oppressive might!

With Wang Jingyuan dead, the allied forces were completely annihilated!

The abyss dissipated, and the surrounding spectators and members of the Dongfang Family regained their light.

"What's going on? What just happened?"

"Eh? The allied forces are all dead? Even Wang Jingyuan is dead?"

"Tragic, not a single Source Core or Nascent Soul was left behind!"

"Hiss! To annihilate the allied forces with a mere single move, how terrifying is that?"

"Mo Lingyuan is merely a Reception Elder of the Heavenly Mist Sect and he's already this terrifying—the Heavenly Mist Sect must be even more formidable!"

"That's right, I just wonder who the sect master of the Heavenly Mist Sect is. I'm afraid he's the true premier powerhouse of Eastern Search!"

"Do you admit now that the Heavenly Mist Sect is extraordinary? Who was it that was refuting this old man just a moment ago?"

"Humph! No matter how strong they are, how can they compare to the Proud Sword Sect?"

"Exactly, exactly!"

The surrounding spectators looked at the drifting rain of blood, utterly shocked!

As for those harboring malicious intentions, they rejoiced endlessly, never daring to entertain any ideas about the Heavenly Mist Sect again!

The members of the Dongfang Family were dumbstruck at this moment. We almost died at the hands of the allied forces, yet Mo Lingyuan wiped them out single-handedly with a single move? Isn't this just too preposterous?

"Martial Warriors of the Dongfang Family, quickly go annihilate that group of martial warriors on the flying boat!"

At this moment, Mo Lingyuan spoke with a solemn expression.

"Understood!"

Dongfang Huayu nodded, calling forth the family's martial warriors and leading them to fly toward the Wang Family's flying boat.

"No, spare me!"

"Mercy, spare my life!"

Witnessing this, the martial warriors on the flying boat cried out in terror, begging for mercy.

Yet how could the members of the Dongfang Family let them go? Having already been heavily injured by Mo Lingyuan, the allied martial warriors could only watch helplessly as death slowly approached, filled with despair and fear!

"Many thanks to Senior Mo for saving my Dongfang Family!"

Outside the clan lands, Dongfang Shengxiong arrived at Mo Lingyuan's side, cupping his fists in gratitude.

"Many thanks to Senior Mo for the rescue!"

The other members of the Dongfang Family were also moved to tears of gratitude.

"There is no need for this. Quickly bring the martial warriors and follow this old man to the Wang Family and the Moon-Reflecting Sect to thoroughly annihilate them!"

Mo Lingyuan maintained a calm expression as he issued his command.

"Ah..."

Dongfang Shengxiong froze slightly, looking at Mo Lingyuan with a mixture of doubt and belief.

The Wang Family and the Moon-Reflecting Sect were located relatively close to one another; if they went to attack them, the patriarchs of those two powers would likely come out to hold down the fort.

Those were ten powerhouses at the ninth layer of the Nascent Soul Realm—could Senior Mo really handle being enemies with all of them?

Yet when he looked at Mo Lingyuan's confident expression, he respectfully answered, "Understood, Senior Mo!"

"Mo Lingyuan actually wants to wipe out the Wang Family and the Moon-Reflecting Sect? Isn't he being a bit too confident?"

"It's not confidence, it's arrogance. Leading the members of the Dongfang Family there is undoubtedly throwing oneself like a moth to a flame, courting self-destruction!"

"Well said! The Wang Family and the Moon-Reflecting Sect have ten patriarchs at the ninth layer of the Nascent Soul Realm. This isn't something Wang Jingyuan and the forty thousand allied forces he led can compare to!"

"That's right. When the time comes and all ten patriarchs step out together, I ask you how Mo Lingyuan can possibly resist?"

"Never mind all that, spread this news out!"

The crowd of onlookers followed behind the Dongfang Family's flying boat, chattering endlessly.