Someone was clutching their chest, blood seeping from between their fingers.
Someone twisted their legs at an eerie angle and let out a piercing wail.
The remaining men were terrified and knelt down on the ground.
"My lord, please calm down!" A quick-witted subordinate hurriedly flattered, "That Ninth Elder is too arrogant! He openly rescued our disciple and even injured our Ming Cult members. This is clearly showing that he doesn't respect you!"
"That's right, that's right!" the others quickly echoed. "The Hua Yun Sect doesn't take our Ming Cult seriously at all. You have to teach them a lesson, sir!"
Wu Hai snorted coldly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.
These useless idiots, they think they can teach me how to do things? But... what they said isn't entirely unreasonable.
"Guards!" Wu Hai shouted sternly, "Summon the High Priest!"
Before long, the high priest arrived in haste.
Without a word, Wu Hai immediately ordered: "You must immediately gather the people of the Ming Cult and wipe out all those immortal sects that oppose our Ming Cult! Leave no one alive!"
The high priest was startled by what he heard, and his brows furrowed.
He stepped forward and cautiously advised, "Lord Wu Hai, if we rashly attack so many immortal sects now, although our Ming Cult is powerful, we will suffer huge losses. Moreover, the other immortal sects will surely unite against us, which will be detrimental to our long-term development..."
"Enough!" Wu Hai waved his hand impatiently to interrupt, "You're too indecisive! If we don't act now, are we going to wait for those immortal sects to grow stronger and come after us, the Ming Cult?"
The high priest had no choice but to bow and reply, "My lord, I am only thinking of the future of the Ming Cult."
Wu Hai waved his hand dismissively: "Stop talking nonsense, just do it. The day our Ming Cult emerges from seclusion will be the day our Ming Cult dominates the immortal sects!"
The high priest accepted the order and withdrew, but secretly grumbled in his heart.
Wu Hai has become so impulsive and radical, quite different from before.
After walking a distance, he felt something was amiss, so he quietly turned back.
The high priest approached quietly, hiding behind a thick stone pillar, holding his breath as he observed the situation inside the hall.
In the dim candlelight, Wu Hai's tall figure was talking in hushed tones with a man in black robes. The presence of that mysterious man set off alarm bells in the high priest's mind.
The man in black robes said in a low voice, "Do as I say, capture forty pairs of boys and girls. This is crucial to our next plan."
The high priest's eyes widened as he saw that the black-robed man was shrouded in an eerie black mist, obscuring his face.
Wu Hai frowned slightly, his tone hesitant: "I understand, but if this is discovered, it will definitely arouse public outrage."
His hands unconsciously clenched and unclenched, clearly indicating a fierce internal struggle.
The man in black snorted coldly: "As long as the plan succeeds, none of this is a threat. Just do as I say, and you'll naturally reap the rewards."
Wu Hai remained silent for a moment.
"Okay, I'll arrange it as soon as possible."
The high priest was deeply shocked upon hearing this.
He stared wide-eyed at the scene before him in disbelief.
He never expected that Wu Hai, the dignified vice leader of the Ming Cult, would so respectfully obey the orders of a mysterious man in black robes.
"What exactly is going on? Why would Wu Hai collude with this man in black robes? What are they plotting?" Countless questions flashed through the high priest's mind.
After a fierce internal struggle, the high priest finally made up his mind to find out the truth.
He suppressed his unease and carefully followed the man in black.
The high priest followed the man in black robes as nimbly as a cat.
Whenever the man in black paused even slightly, the high priest would immediately hold his breath, his heart pounding as if it were about to leap out of his chest.
"Please don't let them find out, please don't let them find out." The high priest prayed incessantly, fine beads of sweat already forming on his forehead.
The man in black robes walked at a leisurely pace, heading straight for the forbidden area behind the Ming Cult's mountain.
The high priest was startled; that was a dangerous place that even he, the high priest, dared not easily set foot in!
A thin layer of mist shrouded the forbidden area behind the mountain, and an inexplicable and eerie atmosphere permeated the air.
Legend has it that this place was once the cultivation ground of ancient powerful beings, but now it has become a dead zone overrun by ferocious beasts.
The high priest couldn't help but shudder, but curiosity overcame his fear, and he gritted his teeth and continued to follow.
Just then, a low howl suddenly rang out.
The high priest looked closely and saw a pack of huge, blood-red wolves rushing out from all directions, their fierce eyes flashing with bloodlust.
"These are the Blood Wolves from the back mountains of the Ming Cult!" The High Priest exclaimed in horror, his eyes wide with shock.
These ferocious beasts are so dangerous that even highly skilled elders dare not provoke them easily. The man in black robes is probably doomed now.
However, what happened next left the high priest speechless.
The man in black robes remained calm and composed, quickly forming hand seals, and a jet-black aura gathered in his palms.
The next moment, the man in black robes shouted sharply: "Go!"
The black aura instantly transformed into an incomparably sharp sword of energy, shooting towards the pack of blood wolves like a black lightning bolt.
Wherever the sword energy struck, the blood wolves were pierced through, collapsing to the ground, twitching a few times, and then falling still.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen ferocious blood wolves were easily killed.
The high priest, hiding in the distance, watched in stunned silence, his heart filled with indescribable shock.
"What kind of terrifying strength is this? And this technique... could he be a demonic cultivator?"
The high priest felt a chill run through him and could not believe his own judgment.
Just then, the man in black robes suddenly turned his head sharply, his eyes flashing like lightning as he scanned the surroundings.
The high priest felt a chill run down his spine and was immediately terrified.
He held his breath and turned to run away as fast as he could, afraid of being discovered by the terrifying man in black robes.
The man in black robes scanned the surroundings but could not find any trace of the high priest.
He snorted coldly and continued walking deeper into the forbidden area, leaving the high priest hiding in the distance, panting heavily with lingering fear.
Xiao Feng rested for a few days in the city lord's mansion to recuperate.
Xiao Feng had previously searched through the city lord's study and finally found records about this token.
Legend has it that this is a divine artifact left behind by the sea creatures of ancient times, capable of opening the mysterious gate to the Dragon Palace of the East Sea on the night of a full moon.
"Tomorrow night is the night of the full moon," Xiao Feng said firmly. "This is an opportunity that must not be missed. Let's set off now!"
The three packed up, took the necessary food and equipment, and quietly left the city lord's mansion under the cover of night, heading towards the East China Sea.
After a day and a night of trekking, the three finally arrived at the shore of the East China Sea.
Night fell, the full moon hung high, and the sea shimmered with silver light.
Xiao Feng took a deep breath and was about to step forward when he suddenly smelled a strong, malevolent aura rushing towards him.
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