After the death of the villain master, the traitor went crazy

The Immortal Alliance was naturally on high alert, but the sects in the Immortal Alliance were already numerous and complex, so they could only find ways to deal with it individually.

Some small sects simply brought all their disciples and came to the Immortal Alliance headquarters to avoid disaster together.

The major sects in charge need to allocate some of their combat forces to provide assistance to other sects when needed.

In an instant, the lively recruitment came to an abrupt end, replaced by panic.

Even the streets of ordinary towns were infected by this tense atmosphere.

As soon as night falls, residents all close their doors and windows and never go out unless necessary.

Throughout the day on the fifth day, all the members of the Immortal Alliance were in high spirits.

Not to mention the Longxing Dao Sect, there was not even a stranger in front of any door, it was dead silent.

After finally making it to night, they continued to guard and watch diligently according to the established plan, not daring to relax for even a moment.

It was not until the rooster crowed on the sixth day that the families, who had been holding their breath, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Before the members of the Immortal Alliance had time to wonder, three large camphorwood boxes, which appeared in unison, appeared at the main entrance of the Immortal Alliance headquarters, covered in blood.

It was like a silent provocation.

The disciples of the small sects gathered at the headquarters were scared half to death. In the blink of an eye, three such large boxes appeared out of thin air.

Not to mention the people moving the boxes or any movement, there wasn't even a trace of a teleportation array or spellcasting.

As expected, when I opened the box, I found the scent of human heads, flower petals, and peach blossoms.

It's just that there was one more note.

A large cross smeared with blood was placed on the three words "Guan Jiumen".

The other one was written in the same arrogant handwriting as before: "Respect the order of the Holy Prince of the Ghost Realm, strangle Guan Jiumen."

"I will come to your house in five days to seek advice. I hope those who understand the current affairs are heroes." Followed closely.

When people saw it, half of their hearts were broken.

This level of the Nine Gates is a medium-sized sect with a Xuanxian sitting in formation.

They didn't even have time to send out a distress message before their entire family was wiped out...

When everyone was discussing, many small sects were even more outspoken:

If the Immortal Alliance cannot protect their safety, they will have no choice but to withdraw from the Immortal Alliance to protect themselves.

They naively thought that as long as they left the Immortal Alliance, they would not be targeted by the Longxing Taoist Sect, the Yunyao Female Sect, and the Ghost Realm Holy King's son behind them.

It’s not that they don’t know the principle of “lips and teeth are cold”, but when they are weak, it is more advantageous for them to seek benefits and avoid harm and protect themselves.

After all, there are tall people to hold up the sky when it falls, and they don't want to be cannon fodder.

No matter how they persuaded him, he would not participate in the action unless he agreed to their conditions, and would join everyone in encircling and suppressing the Yunyao Female Sect, the only one who knew where they were and who had the initiative.

The contradiction was irreconcilable and division was inevitable. Almost all the small sects of the Immortal Alliance withdrew that day and hung up signs refusing to fight at their doors.

The rest quickly gathered according to the plan and attacked the Yunyao Female Sect!

I thought this stop might be difficult, but I didn't expect it to be so tragic.

Only about half of the people who went came back, and that includes the injured, disabled, and unconscious...

The five puppets were lined up in front of everyone, forming a puppet formation. Anyone who stepped into the formation would be in danger of death without external help.

But even if there were people outside the formation rushing to help, they would inevitably be pulled in one by one.

The other side only sent out Taoist Long Xing and Wang Jiao. Seeing that more than half of the Immortal Alliance members were killed or injured, they were about to make a tactical retreat.

Taoist Long Xing pretended to be so loud and powerful that his voice became terrifying. "We are following the orders of the Holy Prince of the Ghost Realm to recruit knowledgeable people in the Misty Realm!"

"As long as you all bring your sects to us, His Highness will definitely reward you according to your merits when the Ghost Realm is unified in the future~"

After hearing his arrogant words, Shen Changxun was about to draw his sword and kill him, but Tao Daxi grabbed his wrist tightly.

He moved his lips and sent a voice message to Shen Changxun: "Brother Changxun! The Sect Leader's prediction is quite accurate. Let's act according to the plan."

"If you and I get involved, it will be a hundred disadvantages and no benefit to the Zichen Sword Sect."

Shen Changxun stared at Taoist Long Xing with a sharp gaze. He waved his hand to break free from Mu Jinshu's restraint, raised his sword and shouted, "Throw it away!"

The disciples of Zichen Sword Sect, who had been prepared, obeyed the order and instantly threw the medicine bags hidden in their sleeves into the puppet formation.

While the drug mist was spreading, they used ropes and whips to pull out as many people trapped as possible.

Finally, before the wind could blow away the medicine mist, they dragged everyone away in a hurry.

From then on, the Immortal Alliance of the Misty Realm and the Ghost Realm officially went to war.

Due to the disadvantageous first battle of the Immortal Alliance, many fence-sitters took advantage of the situation and leaned towards the Ghost Realm, and were recruited by the Yunyao Female Sect and the Longxing Taoist Sect.

There are even some people who have suddenly become rich because of this, and they flaunt their new magic weapons, swords, and precious robes in the city.

Spend spirit beads and spirit stones lavishly.

If someone curious comes up to talk to me, I will definitely brag:

How generous and magnanimous the eldest prince of the ghost realm is, and how good he is at making use of talented people.

It's not as scary as the outside world says.

Instead, he pointedly criticized the Immortal Alliance for being hypocritical, and when the real situation came, they abandoned the small families and did not care about those who had no wealth or background at all.

This has made many people who are on the sidelines even more hesitant.

On the other side, the Ghost Realm saw that the situation was favorable and took advantage of the victory to pursue the enemy and directly declared war on several major sects that were the pillars of the Immortal Alliance.

When the invitation to visit was delivered to Mo Zheng, the army composed of the Yunyao Women's Sect, the Longxing Taoist Sect and the Ghost Domain Puppets had already blocked the gate of the Zichen Sword Sect.

"Hmph! This is too much!" Mo Zheng only took a glance and threw the so-called greeting card on the ground, stepping on it and crushing it a few times.

Taoist Long Xing wants to die, right?

He actually asked the Zichen Sword Sect to tie up and hand over Mo Zheng, Lin Moran, Hua Jiantang, Li Fuyi, Shen Changxun... a group of disciples with excellent qualifications, top-notch spiritual roots, unique bloodlines, and people whose cultivation was above the True Immortal Realm.

They accepted the surrender of the Zichen Sword Sect, and even showed mercy to it by treating it as the third largest force of the Ghost Realm Prince in the Piaomiao Realm, and gave it important positions.

Liu Xingrou picked it up curiously and took a look. She was so angry that her tacit understanding with Mo Zheng reached its peak and their movements were surprisingly consistent.

Throw it, step on it, and crush it repeatedly.

She pointed towards the mountain gate with her hands on her hips and started cursing, "How dare you tie me up?! I'm giving you a chance!"

The instructions were implemented one by one, and in just two quarters of an hour, the entire Zichen Sword Sect was ready to fight back.

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However, although they won this battle, they still lost, and the number of casualties among the sect disciples was extremely shocking.

Due to the lack of means to deal with the ghost realm, he often suffered losses and obstacles when fighting with the puppets.

Many disciples didn't even have time to wait for the others to throw medicine bags to drag them away, and were firmly bitten by the puppets and sucked dry...

He ran into a female disciple of Yun Yao Sect who was using confusing tactics, and he was not careful enough. The fatal blow was already in front of him and he couldn't dodge it in time.

Guan Hua was only slightly injured, Tao Daxi was exhausted, and Liu Xingrou was weak. Only Shen Changxun and Mu Jinshu relied on their previous experience to avoid any loss.

Mo Zheng, the headmaster who had not yet fully recovered, could only assist from the side to prevent others from plotting to harm them.

In the end, two of the three ghost puppets that followed were killed. Wang Jiao and Taoist Long Xing were so distressed that they retreated in a hurry after making some harsh remarks at someone's urging.

Late at night, Li Fuyi sneaked into Tianze Peak. He was anxious to confirm whether everyone was safe.

When he saw Lin Moran and Hua Jiantang falling asleep on the table in the dining room, he carefully took a detour to Mo Zheng's yard.

As far as the eye could see, it was indeed pitch black.

Li Fuyi smiled bitterly and shook his head. With such a big incident happening in the sect, his master must still be the master of the main peak.

How could he come back to rest so soon?

It's only been over three months since I left, why do I feel like it's been a year?

I completely forgot about all these things...

Feeling somewhat lonely, he wanted to leave, but saw Mo Zheng landing directly in the yard with a tired look on his face.

He squinted his eyes and staggered into the room, without turning on the light, and threw himself into the bed in the dark.

Then, the breathing became heavier and longer.

The body's lost essence and blood has not been replenished yet, and now it has gone through this.

I was so tired that my eyes were dizzy and I wanted to sleep as soon as I touched the bed.

Li Fuyi's hand hesitated in mid-air. He wanted to move his master up to lie down and cover him with a quilt.

But I was afraid that if I did that, it would arouse his suspicion...

In the end, she retracted her hand and dared to just stand there blankly, accompanying him for a long time.