Every time the Ancestor Xuanyuan tried to deal with Xiao Feng first, Wu Hai would step forward to block the Ancestor Xuanyuan's attack.
But when the Ancestor Xuanyuan turned against Wu Hai, Xiao Feng would secretly deliver two more blows.
The old ancestor Xuanyuan was already struggling to cope with both Xiao Feng and Wu Hai on his own.
The battle was at a stalemate.
Unfortunately, at this very moment, the mountain-protecting formation ultimately failed to withstand the aftershocks of their battle.
In addition, the so-called prestigious sects outside seized the opportunity and gathered all their spiritual power to attack the mountain-protecting formation, finally breaking through it.
This time, the sect leaders wouldn't be so foolish. They quickly led their disciples to storm into the Ming Cult and fight with the Ming Cult disciples.
Those who wanted to take advantage of the chaos also rushed in.
However, they did not come here to join these righteous sects in overthrowing the Ming Cult.
Instead, they wanted to take this opportunity to see if they could gain any benefits!
Some of the independent cultivators mixed in with the main force, not to be cannon fodder, but to take the opportunity to steal some cultivation resources from the Ming Cult.
As the saying goes, the timid starve while the bold feast.
With the fighting between the two sides so intense, no one should notice their petty theft.
For a time, fighting and killing filled every corner of the Ming Cult.
The once-thriving Ming Cult was quickly ruined.
Apart from a few important locations that were protected by formations and thus unaffected, several Ming Cult sites were left in ruins.
Seeing this scene, Wu Hai and the others felt extremely heartbroken. If they survived today, they would definitely go to each sect one by one to demand repayment for what they had done today.
The anger greatly enhanced Wu Hai and Xiao Feng's strength, and even the Xuanyuan Ancestor, who was fighting against them, felt that he could not hold on.
"You so-called righteous sects only know how to take advantage of others' misfortunes. Since you are so eager to overthrow the Ming Cult, then today you may perish together with the Ming Cult!"
Wu Hai was completely enraged.
It might not be easy for him to protect the Ming Cult.
But if he wanted to drag these righteous sects to their deaths, all he needed to do was disperse his poisonous skills.
The deadly poison contained within one's own body would instantly engulf the entire Ming Cult.
He guaranteed that even if the sect leaders were poisoned by his deadly poison, they wouldn't survive.
Wu Hai felt it was worth it to take so many people with him by sacrificing his own life.
However, before doing this, Wu Hai's gaze eventually shifted to Xiao Feng.
He couldn't see Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei off.
After noticing Wu Hai's gaze, Xiao Feng immediately realized what Wu Hai wanted to do.
Just as he was about to say something, he saw that Wu Hai's originally resolute eyes suddenly held a hint of disbelief.
Then, Xiao Feng also sensed a familiar aura rapidly approaching the Ming Cult.
"The leader is back!" Xiao Feng exclaimed excitedly, even weeping with joy.
Xiao Feng and Wu Hai joined forces and slapped the Xuanyuan Ancestor back several steps. Then they quickly attacked, sending all the other sect leaders and disciples flying as well.
The two sides managed to put a brief truce.
Because above them appeared the Ming Cult leader, Su Mo, who had never shown his face before.
Su Mo's aura was so oppressive that it felt suffocating.
Su Mo was furious to see his Ming Cult ruined in such a short time while he was away.
As soon as Su Mo made her move, all the disciples from various sects who were already exhausted from fighting, along with their sect leaders and elders, were blasted away from the Ming Cult by Su Mo.
The first move was to purge all the righteous and reputable members from the Ming Cult.
The second move, an even more ferocious attack, was launched directly at Ancestor Xuanyuan and several sect leaders.
The Xuanyuan Ancestor and several sect leaders were unable to dodge Su Mo's furious attack, and because they had just exhausted themselves, they coughed up a mouthful of blood.
As for the disciples who followed them, they were naturally also severely injured by Su Mo's attack.
They were all pale, looking as if they had lost half their lives.
The most tragic one was Xuanyuan Jian.
Xuanyuan Jian has become a cripple.
After he joined the Ming Cult with other Tianyi Sect disciples, those painful memories that he had suppressed deep in his heart resurfaced.
He recalled the painful torment he had endured when he was forced to remain in the Ming Cult.
Especially when he saw Wu Hai, his spiritual energy seemed to become sluggish.
Although Wu Hai never even glanced at him.
Xuan Yuanjian, who had just been clamoring to capture Xiao Feng and torture him severely, could only cower in a corner, not daring to approach the battlefield even a step.
Xuanyuan Jian dared not let Wu Hai see him.
The painful memories and torment swirled wildly in his mind, leaving him with absolutely no energy to take action.
Then, Su Mo suddenly returned.
Then Su Mo swept them all away.
Having finally taken flight and preparing to leave first, Xuanyuan Jian inevitably fell straight down from mid-air.
Fortunately, he still had some cultivation, otherwise he would have been killed on the spot.
However, Su Mo's return made Xuan Yuanjian completely lose hope of avenging his father.
Xuan Yuanjian, who had been so timid just moments before, now seemed to have given up entirely, and he charged directly at Xiao Feng.
At this moment, Xuanyuan Jian had only one thought in his mind: he could no longer avenge his father.
Since he couldn't avenge his father, he decided to die at Xiao Feng's hands, knowing he was no match for him.
However, before he could even get close to Xiao Feng, he was already being desperately blocked by the other disciples of the Tianyi Sect.
Xuanyuan Jian stared at Xiao Feng with bloodshot eyes, his gaze filled with boundless hatred.
Looking at Xuan Yuanjian's appearance, Xiao Feng suddenly had a good idea.
While everyone stood still, not daring to move, a figure that everyone recognized suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Feng.
It's Xuanyuan Shumou.
That's right, it's the real Xuanyuan Shumou, not the Xuanyuan Shumou controlled by the Demon Emperor's split soul.
Xiao Feng had assumed that Xuan Yuan Shu Mou's soul had long been devoured by the Demon Emperor's divided soul.
After all, Xiao Feng and the others had heard about Xuan Yuan Shu Mou's soul lamp going out after they came out of the secret realm.
However, if someone were to be guarding the Soul Lamp Hall of the Tianyi Sect at this time, they would find that the Soul Lamp belonging to Xuanyuan Shumou, which had been extinguished, has now been lit up again.
However, the flames that rekindled were no longer the golden-red flames they had been before, but were tinged with gray.
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