"How dare you! We are discussing this here, how can we allow a disciple like you to be so insolent?!" The crowd was already in a bad mood, and an ugly old nun suddenly stood up. "If it weren't for the fact that you are a disciple of Mount Shu..."
Mo Xie suddenly turned his head, unleashing a powerful surge of soul energy.
The old nun seemed to have been struck by an invisible hammer, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Then he flew backward, crashed into the wall, and fell to the ground, clutching his chest and looking at Mo Xie with a terrified expression.
The scene fell silent.
This is the head nun of the Emei Sect!
He was a top-tier expert in the mortal world, yet he was defeated by this young man in white...
Elder Qingxu and the others suddenly stood up, ready to reprimand them.
"Hahaha... Young friend Mo Xie is right!"
But then Qingwei, who had been silent until now, opened her eyes and looked at Moxie with a smile, "Since you have a well-thought-out plan, young friend, we will naturally cooperate without hesitation!"
He looked at everyone and solemnly said, "Pass down the order: before sunset, descend the mountain for the final battle!"
"Sect Leader..." Qingxu and the others exclaimed anxiously.
Qingwei glanced sideways and said softly, "Do you have any other good ideas?"
The group then fell silent.
The leaders of the various sects below were even more surprised and all turned their gazes to Mo Xie.
Who exactly is this kid?!
How could it possibly command such trust from the ethereal Qingwei Sect Leader?!
Mo Xie, however, seemed completely oblivious to the weight of this message, nodding matter-of-factly. "That's right! Oh, by the way, old man Qingwei, there's one more thing..."
When he's in a good mood, he might call out "Sect Leader" a couple of times;
He's naturally in a bad mood right now...
This isn't entirely due to the pride of being someone in a high position.
after all,
I risked my life to save the world for you, so you should be the one respecting me!
"Are these Shu Mountain disciples really that... arrogant?"
The crowd grew increasingly shocked, all turning to look at Qingwei, eager to see just how furious the sect leader would be.
But Qingwei was not annoyed at all; instead, she smiled and said, "Please speak freely, young friend."
Everyone was bewildered...
Mo Xie nodded and said, "It's very simple..."
...
Shushan.
Sunset.
Tens of thousands of people gathered in the square—they were all elites from Shu Mountain and other famous sects.
Of course, many more talented and extraordinary people gathered in front of the Shushan Mountain gate.
Everyone is waiting, waiting for this decisive battle for the common people!
There is passion, fear, and hatred!
But,
The leader of the crowd was not the Qingwei Sect Leader, but a young man in white robes.
Mo Xie lightly touched the ground with her toes and landed on a stone sculpture.
He looked around the room and nodded, saying, "If it benefits the world, I will risk my life; how could I avoid it because of personal gain or loss!"
This one sentence alone made everyone's eyes light up.
I began to feel a sense of identification with this young leader.
"The time for us cultivators to emerge is when this great calamity strikes!"
Mo Xie drew her demonic sword, her face filled with murderous intent, and said, "Those who offend the mortal realm, though far away, shall be punished!"
"So ghosts are allowed to eat people, but people aren't allowed to kill ghosts?! We must repay evil spirits in an even more cruel way!"
"This battle is not only for the common people, but also for killing demons! Damn it, a bunch of trash living in the shadows dare to come out on the ground and kill my compatriots?! Disemboweling and sucking blood and eating hearts... They've got some nerve!"
With a swing of his demonic sword, a massive stone sculpture shattered. "I swear I will not be human until I kill the evil spirits!"
A moment of silence fell, then thousands roared, "We swear we will not be human until we kill the evil spirits!"
The tranquil Shushan Mountains, which had been peaceful for thousands of years, were now filled with excitement.
Just then,
Everyone felt a sudden darkness above their heads.
A chilling, ghostly whisper echoed throughout the hall.
"Haha, Mount Shu is quite lively!"
"Killing ghosts? Ha! A bunch of pathetic people, having laughable daydreams!"
"Let me see just how powerful these so-called strongest cultivators in the mortal realm really are!"
"Shadow Ghost King, your title of Ghost Prophet is no longer accurate. Didn't you foresee that Mount Shu was completely unprepared and could launch a sneak attack?"
"Ahem, I'm getting old, I'm getting old, please forgive me, Ghost Lord!"
"Ghost Lord is fine. We will attack with all our might. Even if Shu Mountain is prepared, we can crush him with ease!"
...
Everyone looked up at the sky and saw a dark, ghostly cloud with many ghostly figures seemingly standing within it.
"Look over there!" came another exclamation.
Outside the mountain gate, a white mist billowed out, and within the mist, there seemed to be countless ghostly figures.
A chilling, ghostly aura instantly filled the entire area!
Everyone felt a chill run down their spines; their previous enthusiasm seemed to have been extinguished by a bucket of ice water.
"A ghost...is here!"
...
P.S. Kids, I'm back! *cough cough*
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