To be the best leader, you must also be the strongest leader!

Patriarch Qingxuan did not insist. Sun Yi, who was standing beside him, suddenly said loudly to the excited disciples, "Nascent Soul cultivators have strong vitality. If you are interested, you can use this Xing Yuanzi from the Seven Stars Tower to test your sword."

"Master, is this really possible?"

The disciples below all looked at Sun Yi, their eyes shining.

To be honest, they felt very happy seeing Xing Yuanzi endure the soul refining punishment with their own eyes, but it would be even more exciting if they could personally strike Xing Yuanzi with a few sword strikes.

"Of course you can. Don't worry. He's a Nascent Soul cultivator after all. He won't be chopped down so easily. Just think of it as venting the anger of those two million dead souls."

Xing Yuanzi, who was in the Soul Refining Formation, naturally heard what Sun Yi said. His eyes immediately turned red as he stared at Sun Yi with resentment: "How dare you, little bastard!"

"Haha, what is there that I dare not do? It's okay for God to let you taste the attack of the weak." Sun Yi smiled faintly.

"I'll give you one hour. After one hour, we have other things to do." As soon as Sun Yi finished speaking, someone flew out from the square.

A new disciple in the Qi Refining Stage rushed to the giant cauldron, and with a sword gesture in his right hand, a flying sword shot out and slashed directly towards Xing Yuanzi.

"Old man, I'll kill you with my sword on behalf of those innocent people!"

A sword slashed at Xing Yuanzi's body, leaving a faint sword mark.

The damage is not great, but it is extremely insulting.

"Assholes, you ants will not die a good death. The Seven Stars Tower will definitely avenge me and will definitely destroy all of you!"

"Hmph, I believe the master will definitely destroy your Seven Star Tower first!" Another disciple rushed out and directly struck Xing Yuanzi with a sword.

"Ah... beasts... just wait for me..."

"Humph, you're a beast. You don't even spare ordinary people. You deserve to go to the eighteenth level of hell!"

"Old man, I'll give you a sword too!"

"Humph, so what if you're in the Nascent Soul stage? You're still just like a dog!"

"You deserve it, old man!"

"Now I am also a man who has struck down a Yuanying stage cultivator with a single blow!"

"I feel much better after I hit him with my sword."

……

One by one, the cultivators flew up and attacked Xing Yuanzi. Xing Yuanzi was already seriously injured, and although his body was still protected by true qi, it was very weak.

Under the continuous attacks of many disciples, his injuries became more and more serious.

The injury was secondary. Being constantly attacked by so many low-level cultivators was simply a shame. Xing Yuanzi roared, yelled, cursed, threatened, cursed and used all kinds of means, but to no avail.

For a full hour, a large number of disciples waved their swords at Xing Yuanzi, and the scene was very spectacular.

Finally, the time was up. Sun Yi waved his hand and his expression suddenly straightened: "Okay, now there is one more very important thing to do."

The disciples in the square saw Sun Yi's expression turn serious and they all quieted down.

Sun Yi glanced around, then flew to the flying boat and entered it. When he came out again, there were two mummies beside Sun Yi.

The two mummies lay quietly in two jade coffins. Their faces could no longer be seen, but they were wearing the uniforms of Qingyun Sect disciples.

When they saw the two mummies lying in the jade coffins, He Chenguang, Yijian and Chu Yun's eyes turned red on the spot. These two corpses were exactly the fellow disciples who died in Longying City.

Sun Yi flew out holding two jade coffins, and personally placed two jade tokens representing the identities of the disciples of the War Hall into the jade coffins.

"They were not disciples of the Battle Hall during their lifetime. I hope their heroic spirits can remain in the Battle Hall forever. Let us send them off together."

Then Sun Yi personally carried the coffins and flew towards the War Soul Tomb with two jade coffins. Soon a low horn sounded, as if an ancient and vast war song was echoing.

At this moment, all the disciples of Qingyun Sect had solemn expressions, and then followed Sun Yi away, flying towards the Battle Soul Tomb.

In the soul refining formation, Xing Yuanzi watched this scene with red eyes and endured the severe pain. He couldn't understand what Sun Yi was doing. He had never seen anything like this before.

A sect leader actually made such a big fuss for two ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators. This is something that would never happen in any other sect.

"You little bastard, just wait for me. The Seven Star Tower will not let you go. I'm waiting to see what happens to you!" Xing Yuanzi looked resentful.

Mo Wen, who was chained to another stone pillar, of course also saw all these scenes. At this time, he was very weak, enduring the punishment of soul refining, and his heart was full of regret.

Why would you want to participate in the design of Qingyunmen? Wouldn't it be nice to collaborate and earn resources?

Although his heart was filled with regret, it was too late to say anything now. The Qingyun Sect had declared war on the Qixing Tower, and the two sides were fighting to the death.

Although the Qingyun Sect did not appear to be very powerful, Mo Wen felt uneasy. He felt that the Qixing Tower might have offended someone it shouldn't have, and this time they were in big trouble.

But these have nothing to do with him anymore. He just wants to die early and be free sooner. This soul refining punishment is too painful.

In the distant sky, Sun Yi supported the jade coffin and slowly flew to the Battle Soul Mausoleum. Amidst the sound of a vast horn, Sun Yi sent the two sacrificed disciples into the depths of the Battle Soul Mausoleum.

Outside in the sky and in the square, countless disciples solemnly bid farewell to the two sacrificed disciples.

After properly burying the two disciples who died, Sun Yi led everyone in another memorial service, and then turned to look at all the disciples.

"We have now declared war on the Seven Stars Tower. You are all well aware of the strength of the Seven Stars Tower. It is a massive force, with over twenty Nascent Soul cultivators alone. We are far from being their match."

"But don't worry, I'll take care of the Seven Star Tower. You can focus on your cultivation, work hard to improve your strength, continue to study hard, and study diligently. The future of Qingyun Sect needs you!"

"Master, rest assured, we will study hard and will not let you down!"

“We promise to study hard!”

The new disciples at the Transmission Hall excitedly expressed their opinions loudly one by one. They had witnessed a kind of bell with their own eyes today. Even if Sun Yi did not ask them to do so, they would study hard after returning.

The disciples at the Variety Arts Hall secretly vowed to study hard and improve their skills.

The other disciples also made up their minds secretly, and their eyes were extremely determined at this time.

The gazes of the Jindan-stage elders were also extremely firm.

Sun Yi glanced around and then instructed: "Whatever happened today must not be disclosed to anyone else. Everyone must keep it confidential."

"Master, please rest assured, we will keep it a secret!"

"We promise not to reveal anything to the outside world!"

……

Sun Yi nodded and dismissed them. He then looked at Elder Jin Jue and the others and said, "Elders, please continue to practice in seclusion."

"Master, now we are facing the Seven Star Tower. How can we concentrate on retreat?" Elder Jin Jue showed a wry smile.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything. You just need to focus on your retreat. Successfully transitioning to a new cultivation path soon is better than anything else."

"Okay, then let's go back and meditate." Several Jindan stage elders left one after another.

"Two ancestors, let's go to the central hall. Changqing, you also come to the central hall. There are things to be arranged." Sun Yi called the two ancestors and Ergouzi to fly towards the central hall together.