"Not bad!" A fierce glint flashed through Mo Jianli's eyes as well. He nodded. "The way things have developed has exceeded the sect's expectations. Yunlin Temple must be in the same position! This time, the aquatic tribe has come with the sole purpose of wiping out all of Changsheng Town! There must be something fishy behind this!"
"It's just..." Xingchen hesitated. Looking at the dozen or so aquatic tribesmen beyond the wall of water, he said softly, "Will they... will they listen to our explanations?"
"They'll listen whether they want to or not!" Mo Jianli sneered. "At this point, even if Mister Mo falls here, I will still fight for a sliver of survival for the hundred thousand or so townsfolk of Changsheng Town!"
After saying this, Mo Jianli turned to Zhu Junfeng. "Junfeng, hurry back to Changsheng Academy. This matter is exceedingly urgent..."
Before Mo Jianli could finish, Zhu Junfeng immediately understood. He nodded. "Mister Mo, be careful. If things cannot be done..."
"Go quickly..." Mo Jianli waved a hand coldly.
"Yes!" Zhu Junfeng did not dare delay and hurriedly urged his sword light away.
"Fellow Daoist Mo, do not be hasty..." Seeing that Mo Jianli had made up his mind, Xingchen hurriedly called out again. "There is also Senior Xiao, Xiao Hua, the Daoist behind us. Why not see what divine abilities he possesses?"
Mo Jianli lightly bit his lip and turned to look at Xiao Hua, who was drawing ever nearer. He gave a bitter smile. "Though Senior Xiao's cultivation is profound, it seems that he excels more in body-refinement techniques. Moreover, as far as I know, Daoist methods are mostly meant for killing. When it comes to saving people... I fear they cannot compare with Confucian cultivators and the Buddhist sects, can they?"
Seeing Xiao Hua