Wan Zhi has been temporarily driven away, but the situation on the field is unpredictable.
The demonic cultivators didn't know why they suddenly wanted to attack Wan Zhi, who was on their side, and the martial cultivators didn't know why they suddenly wanted to help the demonic cultivators attack Wan Zhi.
Now that Wan Zhiyi has left, the two sides have drawn their swords and are facing each other.
It seems they are preparing for a renewed war.
The Demon Elder's gaze swept over the Demon Prince and Shang Yanting before he ordered all demon cultivators to retreat.
Although the demonic cultivators were gone, the martial cultivators were in a state of disarray.
Why did they suddenly help the demonic cultivators? They had such a good opportunity to weaken their elite forces, kill the Demon Prince and the Demon Elder, and instead they helped them. The demonic cultivators deliberately attacked the Heavenly Palace, causing countless casualties among their martial cultivators.
Although the demonic cultivator is gone, the martial cultivator still harbors some resentment towards Yan Qing for his sudden disappearance and his actions after returning.
"Oh, everyone, don't overthink it. I believe Dean Yan has his own reasons."
"I also believe that Dean Yan must have his long-term considerations..."
Shang Yanting's long-term management of the Heavenly Palace has earned him many followers. Some martial arts practitioners who firmly support Shang Yanting are still defending him.
However, many more people remain dissatisfied.
In particular, Wan Zhi's last words, that Yan Qing and the demonic cultivators had colluded, undoubtedly planted the seeds of suspicion in their minds.
"Dean, why did you let Elder Mo and the others go?"
Not only did outsiders not understand, but even Li Tuo and Niu Chuanchuan didn't understand. At that time, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Regardless of whether Wan Zhi was good or bad, a normal person should have killed the Demon Elder first.
Li Tuo remained calm, but Niu Chuanchuan didn't have that kind of thought and asked the question directly.
"Because Omniscience is more dangerous than the Demon Lord."
Shang Yanting looked at Niu Chuanchuan, "If you had two enemies in front of you, one strong and one weak, what would you choose?"
Naturally, the strategy is to unite the weak to strike the strong. Once the greatest threat is eliminated, the weaker enemy will be at his disposal. Niu Niu has followed Shang Yanting for so long, so he has this basic common sense, but he doesn't agree with Shang Yanting's assessment of Wan Zhi's strength.
"Wan Zhi is just one person. Even if he is stronger than the Demon Elder, is there not a single one of us martial cultivators who is inferior to him?"
Upon hearing this, Shang Yanting rubbed his temples.
The opponent's single palm strike of magic nearly killed Xitong. Although he has now absorbed all of Xitong's magic, it seems to be an excess that is difficult to digest.
Wan Zhi's strength was beyond even his estimation, making this person naturally more threatening than the Demon Elder and the Demon Prince who lacked the determination to unify the world.
Shang Yanting didn't want to waste his breath on Niu Chuanchuan, as the man was dull-witted and it would be pointless to talk to him. He casually picked up a somewhat old-looking book and began to read its contents.
Just then, a martial arts practitioner rushed over to report.
"Dean Yan, a group of cultivators have suddenly appeared outside the Heavenly Palace Gate."
This group of martial arts practitioners were escorted here by demonic cultivators.
They were bound hand and foot and thrown outside the Heavenly Palace, where they were picked up by martial cultivators on patrol. The demonic cultivators hadn't even gone far when they were brought back.
Only two days after the great battle, the martial arts practitioners dared not let their guard down.
Out of caution, these people, who had already been rescued, were not immediately taken back to the Heavenly Palace; the decision still had to be made by Shang Yanting.
Before Shang Yanting arrived, a woman was heard making a scene.
"Let me go! Do you know who I am?"
"I'm a student at Yimeng College, and my great-grandfather was Mo Hongyun!"
"..."
This person was none other than Mo Yun'er.
She had barely arrived in the demonic cultivators' territory, barely settling in, when she was captured. After enduring months of imprisonment filled with fear and dread, she was finally released, only to be bound again by these clueless people.
Soon, she saw Shang Yanting.
She saw this familiar face and felt like she'd seen a savior. She shouted towards the front, "Dean Yan, it's me, Yun'er! It's me, Yun'er!"
She's still alive.
Standing behind Shang Yanting, Li Tuo recognized the woman who had previously fawned over him. Besides her, there were several other familiar faces tied up in the same area. Among them was Liu Yu from Yimeng Academy. They all looked exhausted and haggard, clearly having suffered greatly at the hands of the demonic cultivators.
We were wiped out as soon as we entered the territory of the demonic cultivators. How shameful!
Unlike him, at least he organized a few decent defensive battles.
Li Tuo secretly mocked in his heart, but as soon as Shang Yanting called him, his face immediately changed to a smile.
"Fellow Daoists, I'm sorry you've suffered!"
He gestured to the martial artists around him to untie the ropes binding them, and said apologetically, "The situation has been tense and critical recently, so the area outside the Heavenly Palace is a bit strict. I apologize for any offense caused."
After Liu Yu was untied, he coldly looked at Shang Yanting standing behind him and asked, "Why didn't you tell us that the martial arts cultivators built a heavenly palace here?"
It was only after the demonic cultivators threw them here that they realized there was such a force of martial cultivators entrenched here.
If they had known all this beforehand, how could they have rashly entered the demonic cultivators' territory and suffered so many losses? And the last time the demonic cultivators took them hostage and demanded a demonic prince in exchange, Yan Qing remained unmoved, which still bothered him.
"Don't you know now?"
Shang Yanting raised an eyebrow and glanced at him. "Fellow Daoist Liu, you've probably been imprisoned for too long and forgotten. You were captured as soon as you entered the demonic cultivation territory. How could I have had time to tell you about the Heavenly Palace?"
Look at what you're saying.
Li Tuo couldn't help but lower his head to hide the smile on his face.
The other cultivators who rushed over upon hearing the commotion showed disdain on their faces. They were here to defend against the demonic cultivators, and these people had been captured and taken hostage. Did these people even have the right to yell at others?
Liu Yu immediately fell silent.
He glared fiercely at Shang Yanting, then led the rest of his men and slunk into the Heavenly Palace.
Among the crowd, only Mo Yun'er deliberately stayed behind alone, stopping in front of Shang Yanting.
She no longer possessed the radiant beauty she had when they first met; instead, she had become thin and somewhat pitiful due to her recent ordeal. "Dean Yan, you will protect us from now on, right?"
Her tearful appearance was truly pitiful. Any normal man would feel compelled to offer her some comfort.
Unfortunately, Shang Yanting had no heart to cherish women.
"We came here to fight. Fellow Daoist Mo, you should cultivate diligently and integrate into the Heavenly Palace as soon as possible, so as to contribute to the fight against our greatest enemy, instead of crying and seeking the protection of others like this."
He glanced at her coldly, "Wipe away your tears, fight bravely, and don't bring shame to Yimeng Academy and Senior Mo."
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