Fighting alone
With a muffled thud, Ji Yinglei's sword pierced Fang Lingfeng's chest. Seeing this, everyone's faces betrayed their barely concealed excitement. No matter how capable Fang Lingfeng was, he couldn't change this outcome.
"Master!" Several shouts rang out from among the followers. As Fang Lingfeng retreated further and finally collapsed to the ground, the followers' voices were filled with panic. "Master! Quickly heal your wounds!"
Healing? Ye Qingzhu immediately reacted: "Everyone back off! No one is allowed to come near!" As she spoke, she swung her silver whip towards the crowd, scaring them all away. However, it was too late. A cultist rushed out from the crowd like a madman. Ye Qingzhu immediately swung her whip to stop him, but unfortunately, the man had already entered the range where Fang Lingfeng could absorb life force.
A living person was reduced to a withered skeleton in the blink of an eye. However, it was clear that one person alone could not fill the hole, so Fang Lingfeng continued to raise his hand, wanting more lives.
Ye Qingzhu wanted to continue whipping, but at that moment, the crowd actually retreated on their own.
"Why are you retreating?" Fang Lingfeng's face was terrifying; extreme anger had completely robbed him of his reason. "Come help me! Don't you want to live forever?"
However, the crowd only moved further away from him. Xiao Wen stood at the very front of them: "The Dark Lotus Sect, which you built with selfishness, will only respond with selfishness."
The enormous Buddha statue silently watched all of this; at this moment, everyone on the lotus platform seemed to be acting out an absurd play.
Soon, the pain in his heart returned, and Fang Lingfeng could no longer remain calm. However, not a single person was willing to save him, and all that awaited him was a death he had never imagined.
"Heh." Fang Lingfeng laughed self-deprecatingly. "Do you think it's too late to draw a line now? Do you think you can start over just because I'm dead? You all know better than I how serious a crime it is to join my sect in Jiangzhou."
"Do you think these people will let you go?" Fang Lingfeng laughed smugly. His few words had actually incited the cultists. Even if they wouldn't save Fang Lingfeng, they would at least be hostile to Jiang Yingyue and the others.
Seeing this, Jiang Yingyue even felt a little sorry for them: "Who said there were only a few of us?"
As soon as she finished speaking, a carrier pigeon flew in through the cave entrance, circled once, and landed steadily on Jiang Yingyue's shoulder. Immediately afterward, the sound of clashing armor echoed from the cave entrance. In no time, Qi Yuan and Ji Wushuang appeared there, followed by all the soldiers of the Iron Cavalry Battalion and the disciples of the Xuanjin Pavilion.
"Take them all down!" Qi Yuan ordered, and everyone quickly moved towards the lotus throne. The three people there immediately and tacitly stopped the believers from escaping, leaving no one behind. Only then did Jiang Yingyue finally breathe a sigh of relief.
They won.
Looking at everything before him, Fang Lingfeng knew he had no chance of turning the tables. It was said that by the time the Xuanjin Pavilion disciples reached Fang Lingfeng's side, he had already died with resentment and despair, and those followers could not escape the severe punishment of the law.
Jiang Yingyue leaped down from that small platform and ran towards Ye Qingzhu and Ji Yinglei. This was a hard-won victory. She hugged the other two tightly, and all the words in her heart no longer mattered.
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