These usually imposing heroes of the martial arts world were now like children who had lost their backbone, absolutely unwilling to allow their beloved deputy leader to sacrifice his life for them.
Looking at his disciples, Wu Hai was filled with mixed emotions.
He gently patted the shoulder of the disciple beside him and said in a deep voice, "Gentlemen, the survival of the Ming Cult does not depend on one person. Although I, Wu Hai, am dead, the spirit of the Ming Cult will live on forever. You must remember to take the well-being of the people as your own responsibility, so as not to fail the name of the Ming Cult."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Hai pushed everyone aside and strode towards the Immortal Sect's camp.
The Ninth Elder looked surprised when he heard Wu Hai's suggestion.
His brows furrowed, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. He wondered what Wu Hai was really up to. Was he truly willing to sacrifice himself for the Ming Cult?
After a moment of contemplation, the Ninth Elder asked, "Why did you go to such lengths?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Hai's expression darkened.
He lowered his head, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.
Recalling the crimes he committed while possessed by the Taotie, Wu Hai felt as if his heart was being torn apart.
The images of those innocent disciples who lost their lives and those destroyed sects flashed through my mind.
“It was my fault for attacking the Immortal Sect before. I was possessed by the Taotie and did something unforgivable.”
Wu Hai's voice was low and filled with remorse: "Now that I've come to my senses, I can't let my mistakes implicate the entire Ming Cult. I'm willing to die to atone for my sins, I only beg you to spare the disciples of the Ming Cult."
At this point, a resolute glint flashed in Wu Hai's eyes.
He looked around at his disciples who had followed him for many years.
Some looked terrified, while others were in tears.
Wu Hai felt a pang of pain in his heart, thinking to himself, "I'm so sorry. As the vice leader, I should have protected you, but instead I let you fall into such danger."
However, Wu Hai's words not only failed to quell the anger of the immortal sect members, but instead caused an even greater commotion.
The disciples of the immortal sect shouted and yelled, their eyes filled with hatred.
The people of the Immortal Cloud Sect, in particular, suffered heavy casualties, and now, seeing Wu Hai, they were filled with hatred.
"Hmph! You think you can exchange a worthless life for the peace and well-being of the Ming Cult?"
A disciple of the Immortal Cloud Sect sneered, "My Immortal Cloud Sect has suffered countless casualties. Do you think one person can aton for this blood debt?"
"That's right! Kill the Light Cult and avenge my brothers in the Immortal Sect!" another voice shouted.
In an instant, hatred spread like wildfire.
The disciples of the immortal sect were filled with excitement, and some had already drawn their magical artifacts, ready to unleash their power.
A heavy killing intent filled the air.
Standing in the crowd, Xiao Feng watched this scene with growing anxiety.
He quickly analyzed the situation and realized that things had gone far beyond expectations.
"This isn't about seeking hegemony or not," Xiao Feng thought to himself. "These people from the Immortal Sect are simply trying to wipe out the Ming Cult!"
At that moment, Wu Hai suddenly drew his long sword from his waist, as if he were about to commit suicide to atone for his sins.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Feng's pupils suddenly contracted.
"No! We absolutely cannot let our godfather die like this!"
He made a snap decision, and with lightning speed, he rushed to Wu Hai's side in an instant.
With a crisp clang, Xiao Feng slapped the longsword out of Wu Hai's hand.
The blade flashed silver in the sunlight before crashing heavily to the ground.
This sudden turn of events stunned everyone, and the scene fell silent.
Xiao Feng took a deep breath and slowly turned to face the people from the Immortal Sect.
The unwavering determination in his eyes caused many people to involuntarily take a half-step back.
"Gentlemen, please hear me out!" Xiao Feng declared loudly, his voice echoing across the silent square: "The Ming Cult will no longer attack other immortal sects! But if any immortal sect dares to challenge us, then bring it on! The Ming Cult will never back down!"
These words were powerful and resounding, like a heavy hammer blow that struck everyone's heart.
"Xiao Feng, I'll ask you one more time, are you really planning to stand on the side of the Demonic Sect?" the Ninth Elder asked in a deep voice.
Xiao Feng nodded.
"That's right!"
When the elders of Huayun Sect heard that Xiao Feng firmly stood on the side of Ming Cult, they were immediately enraged.
Their faces were all ashen, and their eyes blazed with fury, as if they wanted to devour Xiao Feng alive.
An elder from the Huayun Sect, with a white beard, suddenly stood up, pointed at Xiao Feng, and angrily rebuked him: "Xiao Feng! You accepted the immortal power bestowed upon you by our sect elders, yet now you stand on the side of the Demonic Sect and act as their accomplice. You are utterly ungrateful!"
The elder's voice was like thunder, making everyone in the hall's eardrums buzz.
His eyes were wide open, and he exuded a chilling aura, as if he wanted to tear Xiao Feng to pieces.
Despite the elder's anger, Xiao Feng remained calm and composed.
He held his head high, his gaze fixed firmly on the past, a faint smile playing on his lips.
As a time traveler, he had long been accustomed to great storms, so what was the anger of a mere elder?
Xiao Feng replied in a loud voice, "The immortal power within me was voluntarily bestowed upon me by the elders, not something I forcibly seized. Therefore, how I use it is entirely up to me!"
His voice, like a resounding bell, echoed throughout the hall for a long time.
The sheer force of her voice alone was more than a hundred times stronger than in her previous life.
"I chose to stand with the Ming Cult in order to uphold the justice I believe in."
Xiao Feng continued, "If the Hua Yun Sect really insists on forcibly attacking the Ming Cult, then don't blame me for being impolite!"
The elders of Huayun Sect were so angry at Xiao Feng's words that their faces turned ashen, and they were speechless for a moment.
Several hot-tempered elders were already unable to contain themselves and were about to teach Xiao Feng a lesson.
At this tense moment, the Ninth Elder frowned slightly and raised his hand to stop the other elders from acting.
He said solemnly, "Since the immortal power has been given to you, it is indeed up to you to decide how to use it."
After a pause, the Ninth Elder looked directly at Xiao Feng and asked, "But let me ask you again, do you really intend to obstruct our attack on the Ming Cult?"
Everyone else present held their breath, waiting for Xiao Feng's answer.
Without hesitation, Xiao Feng replied resolutely, "That's right! Wu Hai is my godfather, how can I stand by and watch the Ming Cult perish!"
When Xiao Feng spoke the words "godfather," his voice clearly took on a warmer tone.
"Even if it costs me everything, I will protect the Ming Cult!" Xiao Feng continued, "Elders, I advise you to abandon the idea of attacking the Ming Cult. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"
Upon hearing Xiao Feng's reply, the Ninth Elder sighed deeply, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.
He thought to himself that this kid was really ignorant of his own limitations, daring to be so arrogant!
His face remained impassive as he calmly said, "Since that's the case, if you can withstand three moves from me today, we will leave this place. But if you cannot, you must not obstruct our immortal sect any longer!"
As soon as the Ninth Elder finished speaking, a murmur arose.
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