Swords emerge from Mount Hua, sweeping across the heavens from the world of Swordsman.

The soldiers of Houtu Army shouted in unison and swung their axes and shovels.

Boom!

A terrifying force surged forth, whipping up a fierce wind across the battlefield.

The sudden commotion had already stunned the righteous alliance. Faced with the falling axes and shovels, they instinctively raised their weapons to defend themselves.

Sonorous!

puff~

Their weapons were struck by the shovel axes imbued with the immense power of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, instantly breaking in two, their bodies cleaved in two by the axe blades.

The number of soldiers buried underground was not large, only about five hundred.

Even so, a single slash could kill over a hundred people and injure more than two hundred.

The sight made Abbess Miejue and the others' eyelids twitch and their hair stand on end.

I've experienced many battles in the martial arts world, and I've seen countless battles and killings in military formations, but a well-trained and terrifyingly powerful formation like the Thick Earth Army is something I've never heard of or seen before.

These five hundred men marched out in formation, as if they were one, and were simply killing machines on the battlefield.

Those sect disciples who only know how to fight one-on-one, how could they possibly resist?

"We've been ambushed! Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

With a fierce shout, he slashed back the Sky Eagle Cult members in front of him with a single sword strike, then leaped backward.

Yin Tianzheng, however, was thrilled. When he saw Abbess Miejue trying to retreat, he used his Eagle Claw Grappling Technique to snap the necks of two Alliance disciples and then chased after her with his longsword.

"Hahaha, Abbess Miejue, didn't you want me to die? Why did you run away first?"

Yin Tianzheng's signature move was the Eagle Claw Grappling Technique, but his swordsmanship and lightness skills were also formidable. He quickly caught up with Abbess Miejue and thrust his sword straight at her back.

"Hmph, you demonic cultists are only good at scheming and plotting. If it were a head-on battle, why would I be afraid of you?"

Extinction roared angrily, not turning his head, and relied solely on the sharpness of the Heaven-Slaying Sword to slash backward.

throat!

The Heaven-Slaying Sword could cut through iron like mud; it severed Yin Tianzheng's sword in a single strike.

"We've noted down today's score; we'll settle it with you when we reach Bright Summit."

Having successfully struck with her sword, she didn't linger and quickly disappeared into the distance.

The alliance disciples, already terrified by the Thick Earth Army, dared not linger in battle and followed their respective sect leaders in retreat, leaving behind only a field of corpses.

Yin Tianzheng was filled with imposing aura and wanted to lead his disciples to pursue and kill him, but he was stopped by Monk Peng.

"Eagle King, don't pursue a cornered enemy!"

While the Thick Earth Army possesses formidable combat power, its speed may not be its advantage. If the Sky Eagle Sect disciples were to pursue them, they would likely suffer considerable losses.

"This is all part of the Flag Bearer's plan. Let's head to Bright Peak first!"

Yin Tianzheng then calmed down and laughed, "Alright, I've been wanting to meet Commander Yue for a long time. Let's go!"

……

Miejue and the others retreated for more than two miles. They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the enemy had not caught up. With a gloomy face, they said, "Jingxuan, go and take stock of the casualties."

The headcount was quickly completed, and Jingxuan said with lingering fear, "Master, we only have a little over 2,200 people left, and many of them are injured."

Upon hearing this data, everyone's heart sank, and they felt a chill run down their spines.

With such formidable strength, can the Ming Cult truly be wiped out?

For a time, many people had the idea of ​​retreating.

"Master, Master Kongzhi, we have arrived."

Just then, Xianyu Tong and the tall, short old man arrived late with dozens of Huashan disciples.

Extinction, annoyed, demanded, "Why are you only arriving now? And what good are these few people?"

Which of their factions didn't empty their coffers?

Mount Hua, on the other hand, not only arrived after the battle, but also only had a few dozen disciples.

"Haha, as you all probably know, after our sect leader took over, he reorganized Mount Hua. Many disciples were dismissed for failing the assessments, so we really don't have many capable people left!"

"And what about your new leader?"

"We've already reached Bright Summit."

"He went up to Bright Peak alone, wasn't he afraid of dying?!" Abbess Miejue said disapprovingly.

"Don't worry, everything is within our sect leader's plan," Xianyu Tong said with a smile, showing no anger.

"Hmph, a plan? I think he's just making things up."

Miejue was very dissatisfied with the mysterious leader of Mount Hua, but she had nowhere to vent her anger, so she had to suppress her anger and ask Kongzhi, "Master, the Demonic Sect was obviously prepared in advance. What should we do next?"

If we were ambushed by the Hou Tu Army again on our way up the mountain, we could turn back and go home.

Kongzhi pondered for a moment and said:

"That Thick Earth Army is powerful, but fortunately it only has five hundred men, so the Ming Cult obviously won't split it up again."

Since that's the case, let's split up.

There are several paths to the summit of Bright Peak. Let's split up and go our separate ways; I refuse to believe we'll fall into an ambush.

Abbess Miejue's eyes lit up: "A good plan. Shaolin, Kunlun, Kongtong and Emei have the most people and the strongest strength, so let each of the four of us take a branch, and let the people of other sects join us."

"Yes, that's a safe bet." Everyone nodded in agreement.

“Abbess, although our Huashan group is small, they are all elites and quite strong. Why not split them into four teams to balance the strength?” Xianyu Tong suggested.

Upon hearing this, Miejue and the others glanced at the disciples of Mount Hua and were secretly surprised.

These dozens of Huashan disciples had a steady demeanor and bright eyes, clearly possessing considerable martial arts skills.

Calling them elites is an understatement.

There aren't many disciples with that kind of skill in their sect.

Abbess Miejue's expression softened considerably, her anger at Mount Hua for sending so few people diminished, and she nodded, saying, "Alright, we'll do as you say. Let's rest for a bit and head up the mountain immediately."

……

In the main hall of Bright Summit, Yang Xiao, Green-Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao, White-Browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng, Cloth Bag Monk Shuobude, Iron-Crowned Taoist Zhang Zhong, Cold-Faced Gentleman Leng Qian, Zhou Dian, and Monk Peng gathered together, making a ruckus.

Yang Xiao sat in the main seat of the hall, squinting as he said, "You've all been away from the main altar for so many years, and you've all returned today to force me to resign?"

"Forced abdication? Bah! Yang Xiao, you've been sitting on Bright Peak for years, do you really think you're the leader?" Zhou Dian cursed.

"Although I am not the leader, I have managed all the affairs of the sect by myself over the years. On the contrary, you lot have been doing nothing since leaving the headquarters, but now you are helping a mere flag bearer to come back and compete for the position of leader. Do you want the Ming Cult to perish not soon enough?"

"Hey, don't talk nonsense. We did receive a notice from Yue Zhuoqun to return to the headquarters, but it didn't say that we would definitely support him."

"If you don't support him, then who do you support?"

"In short, I don't support you, Yang Xiao."

Zhou Dian stiffened his neck and chuckled strangely, "Since it's a competition for the position of sect leader, everyone here has a chance. Maybe it'll be me, Zhou Dian!"

"You, Zhou Dian, are incoherent and ridiculous. If you were to become the leader, wouldn't the entire Ming Cult be turned upside down?"

"You fart!"

Zhou Dian was furious and threw a punch at Yang Xiao.

However, Yang Xiao gently swung his arm, and an invisible force enveloped his fist.

Even their bodies were lifted up, floating horizontally in mid-air.

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"With such limited strength, they dare to presumptuously compete for the position of sect leader. They really don't know their own limitations."

Yang Xiao's face was full of smugness.

"You've mastered the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth?" Yin Tianzheng asked in surprise, his expression widening.

"Not bad!"

The Great Shift of Heaven and Earth is the supreme martial art of the Ming Cult, and only the cult leader is qualified to practice it.

However, when Yang Dingtian was alive, he passed on the first two levels of the mental cultivation method to Yang Xiao, who has mastered it over the years.

Although he did not become the leader, he always harbored the ambition to do so, and his actions at this moment were intended to establish his authority.

"Eagle King, Bat King, you two are second only to me in the Ming Cult. Would you like to try your hand at the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth?"

Yin Tianzheng's face immediately darkened.

After he founded the Eagle Sect, although he did not explicitly say that he was breaking away from the Ming Cult, he seemed to be trying to rival the Ming Cult, which was led by Yang Xiao.

I'm not back this time to vie for the position of leader; I'm just here as an observer.

But Yang Xiao had established his authority over him, and even the best-tempered man couldn't stand it: "Fine, then this old man will learn from you."

After saying that, he stepped forward, grabbed Zhou Dian's calf with his claws, and tried to pull him out with his internal force.