Upon hearing that only one Mahayana cultivator remained in the Dao Sheng Sect.
Mo Yuetian's face was filled with disbelief, which quickly turned into ecstasy.
He originally thought that he might have to fight a few tough battles before he could gain a foothold in Yu Fantian.
He was even prepared to fight a protracted war with the Dao Saint Sect, a war that would last for tens of thousands of years.
Now it seems completely unnecessary.
The Dao Sheng Sect now has only one Mahayana cultivator left, while they had a total of thirteen.
In addition, there are billions of troops under the command of the Demon God Palace.
Isn't this a crushing victory that's just one step ahead?
Is there really such a good thing?
"Is this woman lying to me?"
Thinking of this, Mo Yuetian's face darkened. He stretched out his hand, grabbed Zhao Mingyue in front of him, and asked sternly.
"Is what you just said true? Is it true that the Dao Saint Sect really only has one Mahayana cultivator left? Do you know what the consequences of deceiving me will be?"
The sudden change startled Zhao Mingyue, causing her to turn pale.
She said in a trembling voice.
"I have absolutely not deceived you, sir. Dao Sheng Sect does indeed only have one Mahayana cultivator left. This matter is not difficult to confirm. Palace Master only needs to inquire in detail, and you will know sooner or later."
After hearing Zhao Mingyue's explanation, Mo Yuetian's expression softened, and he slowly released his grip.
He understands now.
Zhao Mingyue really didn't need to deceive him on this matter.
Because this will be proven sooner or later.
Once the two sides start fighting, the strength of the Dao Sheng Sect will definitely be revealed.
He also roughly guessed why the strength of the Dao Sheng Sect had suddenly weakened so much.
Perhaps it was the great war 100,000 years ago that broke up the elite talent pool of the Dao Saint Sect.
Even after so many years, it still hasn't recovered.
Of course, more importantly, the lifespan of cultivators is far greater than that of demons.
The fact that the Demon God Palace has thirteen Mahayana cultivators is the result of countless years of accumulated power.
In fact, over the past 100,000 years, the Demon God Palace has only added three Mahayana cultivators.
Thinking about it that way, it makes perfect sense.
Ten thousand years have passed, and those Mahayana practitioners of the Dao Sheng Sect must have long since passed away.
Over the years, the Daosheng Sect has produced two Mahayana practitioners.
They just killed another one, so only one Mahayana practitioner is left.
“Very good. Once the entire army arrives, we will push forward without hindrance.”
After figuring all this out, Mo Yuetian became full of vigor and confidence.
It was as if victory was already in their grasp.
He immediately ordered the demons on the other side to speed up their arrival.
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Daosheng Peak, Flying Immortal Palace.
Feng Xiaotian and Lu Mingfang are anxiously awaiting news.
Suddenly, Feng Xiaotian's expression changed, and a golden jade tablet appeared in his hand.
He pointed.
Wu Yuemin's urgent voice came from the jade tablet.
"The passage between the two realms has been opened, and the demon army has arrived in full force. There are thirteen Mahayana demons in total, including two late-stage Mahayana demons. Please make preparations immediately, Sect Master."
Hearing the voice coming from the jade tablet, Feng Xiaotian and Lu Mingfang exchanged glances.
The worst has come to pass; the demons have indeed descended in force.
Moreover, according to the information from Wu Yuemin, there are as many as thirteen Mahayana cultivators in the Demon Clan.
The Dao Sheng Sect only has two Mahayana cultivators, yet the difference in strength is so great.
How can we fight this war?
"Wait, Elder Wu, how is Elder Wu doing now?"
Lu Mingfang suddenly remembered that after Wu Yuemin sent the message, there had been no further communication.
Could something have happened?
He quickly said to Feng Xiaotian.
"Sect Master, quickly contact the Ancestor and ask how he is doing now?"
Feng Xiaotian suddenly woke up and realized that Wu Yuemin had not told him about his situation.
He quickly pointed and sent a message to Wu Yuemin.
However, there was no response from the jade tablet for a long time.
Just as they were waiting anxiously, a jade tablet appeared in Lu Mingfang's hand.
He glanced at the jade pendant and frowned slightly.
Reach out and point.
A panicked voice came from the jade tablet.
"Elder Lu, something terrible has happened! Ancestor Wu Yuemin's soul lamp suddenly went out just now."
This is an urgent message sent by the disciples guarding the Hall of Longevity.
Upon hearing this news, the two were instantly stunned.
"How is that possible? Even if we suddenly encounter a demonic Mahayana cultivator, Senior Brother Wu should be able to escape."
Feng Xiaotian looked utterly lost and muttered to himself.
He simply couldn't believe it.
How could Wu Yuemin, who was in the middle stage of Mahayana Buddhism, suddenly perish?
Normally, Mahayana cultivators have extremely strong life-saving abilities.
Even when surrounded by cultivators of the same level, it is not so easy for them to perish.
"Is the strength of a Mahayana cultivator from the Demon Clan really that great?"
"Strong enough to crush opponents of the same level?"
"Or perhaps Senior Brother Wu wasn't paying attention and got caught in the siege of thirteen demonic Mahayana cultivators, unable to escape and perishing?"
Feng Xiaotian couldn't believe it was true.
But there's no time for him to think about all that now.
There was no time for him to grieve.
He spoke solemnly to Lu Mingfang.
"Immediately issue an order to the entire realm to temporarily shut down all teleportation arrays in all prefectures and cities."
"yes."
Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfang was taken aback at first, but he quickly realized what was going on.
The sect leader is trying to buy time.
Tianxinghai is located in the eastern part of Yufantian, which is very far from the Daosheng Sect's mountain gate.
If there were no teleportation array.
It may take several years for the demon army to reach the Dao Sheng Sect.
Even if those demonic Mahayana cultivators broke away from the main army and launched a surprise attack alone.
It will probably take another month or two to reach the Daosheng Sect's mountain gate.
By simply shutting down all the teleportation arrays, they can buy themselves a significant amount of time to prepare countermeasures.
Following that, Feng Xiaotian continued.
"Go quickly and arrange to shut down the teleportation array. I need to ring the Feather Bell and immediately summon all the elders to the Flying Immortal Hall for a meeting."
"yes."
Lu Mingfang responded quickly and then flew out of the hall.
He immediately sent a message to the disciples guarding various locations, instructing them to shut down all temporary teleportation arrays.
This matter cannot be delayed.
Feng Xiaotian walked out of the Flying Immortal Palace and looked up at the top of the palace.
There was a large, ancient-looking bell hanging on the top floor of the main hall.
It was Yu Fanzhong.
This is a special magical artifact.
Yu Fanzhong has neither offensive nor defensive capabilities.
It has only one function.
That is to spread the message.
As long as the Feather Bell is struck, its sound can instantly resound throughout the entire world.
It's like a super loudspeaker.
A loudspeaker that allows everyone in Yu Fantian to hear the bell.
The Dao Sheng Sect has been established in Yu Fan Tian for over a million years.
Throughout these endless years, the Yu Fan Bell has only rung three times.
This is the fourth time.
Every time the Yu Fan Bell rings, it signifies that a major event concerning the entire Yu Fan Heaven has occurred.
Feng Xiaotian looked up at the Yu Fan Bell on the upper floor and took out a golden seal.
The Feathered Bell is extremely special, so naturally not just anyone can ring it.
If that were the case, wouldn't things be in complete chaos?
Only the sect leader himself, possessing the sect's seal, can ring the Feather Bell.
Feng Xiaotian took a deep breath and poured his magic power into the seal. A golden light flew out from the seal and struck the large bell on the pavilion.
when……
when……
when……
The bell tolled nine times, instantly spreading throughout the entire Yu Fan Tian.
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