"It's just the right time. I've been waiting for you for a long time."
In an instant, the scene changed dramatically. Many men in black rushed out from various unknown corners and quickly joined the battlefield, quickly intertwining with those who wanted to break in through the gap. In an instant, shouts and screams were heard everywhere.
"Heh." Dongcheng Yao slowly placed the fan in front of him, covering the corners of his lips. "They've gathered us together, even bringing in people from Shenghan Mountain. Do they want the blessing of the entire world, or do they want to...catch us all in one fell swoop?"
"Of course it's the latter." Qian Yue's eyes gradually cooled as the flames of war intensified, their depths filled with slowly smoldering desire. "I just didn't expect Shenghan Mountain, who consider themselves immortals and disdain to associate with demons, would actually ally with you." As he spoke, Qian Yue suddenly turned his gaze to the group of people in white.
Even those who normally favored plain clothing would change into brightly colored attire for the occasion. Sheng Hanshan, however, always wore white, standing out from the crowd. The leader of the group of white-clad disciples was none other than Rong Hua, Sheng Hanshan's Second Master.
Seeing Qian Yue's piercing gaze, Rong Hua didn't show any embarrassment. Instead, he smiled broadly at the crowd. His smooth, fair face was clad in a flowing, handsome white robe. His long hair, simply tied with a white headband, flowed freely, free of any adornment. He looked at Qian Yue, his skin faintly radiant, his eyes gleaming with a thousand colors of glass. His features were picturesque, so beautiful they didn't seem real. Such looks and such demeanor could only be found in Rong Hua.
Su Luoyin couldn't help but look at him, hesitant for a moment. It seemed like she hadn't seen this person in a long time. He was so familiar to her before, but when she saw him again, it felt like a lifetime ago.
"This was not Shenghan's original intention. It was just a coincidence." Rong Hua said to Qian Yue with a smile.
Qian Yue's lips curled up slightly in mockery, "But you're still involved. It's time to settle our century-long accounts."
"Whatever!" Dongcheng Yao interrupted, looking at Qian Yue with a resolute look, "Now, regardless of whether it is true or not, it's time to settle the accounts between us."
"Just you?" Qian Yue sneered.
"I just want to fight with all my strength." Xi Chen, who was still wearing plain and elegant clothes, also stood up and said. Similarly, the plain and elegant light yellow clothes made him look particularly handsome and elegant, like a single lotus on an iceberg, graceful and quiet.
"You?" Qian Yue's eyes suddenly narrowed when he looked at Xi Chen.
"I'm sorry." Xi Chen nodded slightly towards Qian Yue. "Even if you did me a favor first, the debt between us has long been settled. My father was unwilling to be left behind at the time, but he never did it. Now I don't want to go against my original intention."
"What was your original intention?" Qian Yue asked, as if he had just heard the funniest joke. "Your original intention? We are indeed birds of a feather. That's why you secretly helped the Dongcheng family hide their strength, helped the remaining members of their clan escape disaster, and then let them pretend to surrender to Yu Zhen."
"Do you think I really don't know?" Qian Yue's face was gloomy. "At least I gave you half a chance, but I didn't expect you to let it down."
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