As the sky in the east grew bright, after Hu's death, the monsters inside and outside the city began to run and escape randomly. In fact, for monsters, humans were not very good prey, but rather an existence that needed to be feared, because they were numerous, held grudges, and there were also many masters. Monsters with a certain degree of intelligence would even deliberately avoid places with a large number of people.
Without the orders and control of Hu, most of the small monsters fled. Some large monsters also slowly retreated when they saw the situation was not good, and gradually disappeared in the night and the waves. The Yahu City, which was full of flames, finally slowly quieted down.
"Huh, huh, huh, are they finally leaving?"
Some strong men, exhausted and limp, sat slumped on the ground, gasping for breath. The backs of their clothes had been soaked through and now felt cold as they stuck to the walls and ruins beside them.
Someone was lying on the battlements of the city wall, looking into the distance. After a while, he responded: "They've all left. They've all run away. It's safe now."
"Damn, it's finally over...ha...ha..." Someone wanted to laugh, but was gasping for breath and could only smile.
"No, I need to take a nap. Don't call me unless necessary." After saying that, he leaned aside and fell asleep. Hearing the snoring, the others beside him felt much more at ease for some reason.
It was finally over, and many people were relieved. Some sat down on the ground to rest, some supported themselves to bandage their wounds, and some found some clean water to drink.
The sky gradually brightened, and smoke from cooking fires began to rise in the city. Some soldiers also began to clean up the battlefield and look for people who needed medical treatment.
In the provincial capital, the governor, the commander-in-chief, and representatives of several factions gathered in front of the monk from last night to express their gratitude.
"Thank you, sir. I don't know your name, could you please tell me?" The governor bowed, then stood up and asked.
The monk with blood-stained robes was now sitting on a chair with bandages on his arms and wrists, with the sword blade with many chips on it lying beside him. He was now healing himself.
"I'm not worthy of your courtesy, Your Excellency the Governor. My name is Wu Feilian, a disciple of the Xiangyu Sect. I saw the signal arrow rising in the night sky last night, so I rushed here. Although I defeated the monster, I was ultimately not strong enough, allowing it to wreak havoc for a long time, causing many casualties among the people."
After he introduced himself, everyone realized that he was a disciple from a big sect. When they heard the words "not strong enough", they all shook their heads secretly. This cultivator was too modest. With his strength to defeat that powerful monster alone, it can be said that he was far superior to his peers.
Even if the former leader of the 'Fire Tower Gate' was here, he would probably have had a tough fight with the monster and wouldn't have been able to gain much advantage.
After some praise and thanks, they slowly retreated to allow the monk to have a good rest and recuperation.
After experiencing the beast tide attack, the people in the city felt grateful for having survived the disaster. Many people were also asking about the name of the cultivator from last night, and some even said they wanted to build a temple to express their gratitude. After learning that the cultivator was from the Zhuori Xiangyu Sect, there was another round of praise and gratitude.
"The Burning Sun and Yellow Feather Sect is truly worthy of being the true descendant of the Yellow Phoenix and the Phoenix. They are the only ones we can rely on right now."
"But didn't I hear that the Xiangyu Sect closed its doors five years ago? How come there are still people walking around now?"
"I don't know about that. Maybe a small number of people didn't return to the mountain."
"Shh, actually I've heard some gossip, but it's not good news. I heard that the Xiangyu Sect..." He lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of being beaten for saying this at this time, but he couldn't suppress the desire to show off.
"I heard that the Xiangyu Sect experienced a split five years ago. Two masters from different sects attacked each other. The core leader of the last sect left in anger, taking many disciples with him. After that, the remaining sect also closed itself off from the mountains."
"Go away, you evil gossipmonger. If you continue to slander our benefactor, I will hit you." The audience on the side became furious and interrupted the guy.
"Don't be, don't be. I just heard it. Just treat it as a joke. Don't... seriously, don't hit me... Oh, I was wrong, okay."
After a while, the fighting and cursing gradually subsided, and everyone calmed down and started talking again.
"Although it's a rumor, it's still worrying. Alas..." Someone shook his head.
"However, the Xiangyu Sect is truly powerful. I heard that cultivator last night was only a true disciple of the sect, not even in the top 100 of his generation, yet he was so formidable. How powerful must the core disciple who controls the sect be?"
Generally speaking, the big sects are divided into several levels, including outer faction disciples, outer faction inner disciples, outer sect disciples, inner sect disciples, true disciples, and core disciples. Among them, the core disciples are mostly those who can lead a faction within the faction, and are also the candidates and successors of the leader. According to the current situation of various sects in the world, generally one has to be promoted to the eighth level of "ascension realm" before he can be called the core of the sect. Any one of these people can leave and establish a faction outside and become a figure.
Zhu Xuanyi of the Hanshan Yanxing Sect is now the core disciple of the sect. Although he is not the leader, he already has most of the real power of the leader. He just didn't take over the position immediately. There are about eleven fellow disciples in the Yanxing Sect who are also at the eighth level of "ascension realm" like Zhu Xuanyi. They each lead a floating boat to tour the world and implement the plans formulated by the faction.
Because the big sects have the support of the secret realm of the cave, their strength is often far greater than that of ordinary factions, which is difficult for outsiders to achieve.
After some repairs, the fire in Yahu City was finally extinguished, people slowly cleaned the streets, and the city began to slowly return to its former peace.
However, although it is stable here, some places are still in the midst of a storm.
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