"Mr. Mo!" Everyone cupped their hands and bowed in salute.
In the Tianluo Sect, the Sect Master holds the highest position.
Below the Sect Master are the Two Ghostly Emissaries, with the Ghost Emissary usually holding a slightly higher status.
The crowd's reverence was not just because of his position in the sect, but also because he was risking his life to step into this dangerous situation.
"Mr. Mo, you've long since retired. Why get involved in this mess?" Feng Feiyan sighed softly.
"Though I, Mo Tong, am a Ghost Emissary of the Tianluo Sect, how could I stand by when the sect is in trouble?" Mr. Mo smiled.
"Besides, even if I hadn't come today, they would have come for me sooner or later."
Feng Feiyan frowned and said, "No, this conflict started because of me."
Mr. Mo shook his head, "It's not that simple."
"I've investigated thoroughly and know the whole story."
"It's not that Li Tiange wants you; it's the people behind him coveting the Tianluo Divine Art!"
Li Tiange, the Sect Master of the Liuhe Sect, had recently come to the Flying Eagle Sect to propose to Feng Feiyan.
Feng Feiyan found him unworthy and rejected him on the spot.
This led to a conflict, which escalated, drawing more and more people into the fray.
Now, the entire Tianluo Sect was embroiled in the conflict, and she felt guilty because of it.
"What exactly is going on?" she asked hurriedly.
Mr. Mo sat down and took a sip of tea before explaining, "Years ago, when Sect Master Mo disappeared, the Tianluo Sect was left leaderless and fell into chaos."
"I had no intention of getting involved in the internal strife, so I retired to the Blood Marsh."
"Over the years, I've built a small force there."
"My force doesn't excel in combat; it's specialized in gathering intelligence."
"Even though I haven't been in Nanyang, I'm well aware of the movements in the Nanyang cultivation world."
"I've been keeping an eye on the conflict between you and Li Tiange."
"Behind Li Tiange is a second-rate force from the Blood Marsh, the Xuantian Hall!"
"The Hall Master of Xuantian Hall somehow got wind of the Shura Divine Art and plans to seize our sect's divine art."
"But he's afraid of attracting the attention of other overlords in the Blood Marsh, leading to competition."
"So he secretly contacted Li Tiange, and it was under his instigation that these events unfolded."
"The reason they initially targeted you, Eagle Lord, is because you founded the Flying Eagle Sect and expanded it rapidly over the past two hundred years."
"The Hall Master of Xuantian Hall believes that the Shura Divine Art is most likely in your hands."
"I see." Feng Feiyan felt a bit relieved upon hearing this.
Meanwhile, at the Liuhe Sect camp.
As the Sect Master, Li Tiange was pacing anxiously outside a large tent.
Although the Liuhe Sect had achieved significant victories recently, they had also lost tens of thousands of disciples, weakening their strength.
Initially, he had acted because the people from Xuantian Hall had assured him of their strong support.
But now, seeing no benefits and only heavy casualties among his disciples, he was deeply regretful.
"Come in!" A seductive, lazy voice came from inside the tent.
Li Tiange hurried in but didn't dare to look directly at the person opposite him.
The tent was filled with a foul odor, and the woman lying on the fragrant bed opposite him was only lightly covered by a thin veil.
Her alluring curves and stunning beauty were a feast for the eyes.
But beside this beautiful woman lay a shriveled male corpse...
"Honored Emissary, another group has broken through the encirclement to aid the Tianluo Sect."
"The one leading them is Mr. Mo, the Ghost Emissary of the Tianluo Sect. His cultivation has advanced significantly since the old days!"
"Even the combined efforts of the four Law Enforcers of Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning couldn't subdue him. He must have reached the late Phecda Realm."
"And his elite force, though only a thousand strong, is exceptionally formidable."
"The battle has dragged on long enough. It's time to end it. I'm afraid if we delay any longer, unexpected changes might occur."
"So I boldly request the Honored Emissary to take action, lead the charge, and crush the Tianluo Sect in one fell swoop!" Li Tiange said.
"Oh? He's here too?" The seductive woman smiled.
"That's good. Everyone's here."
"Except for Yun Shuiqing..."
"Yun Shuiqing escaped alone. She's not a threat. We can send people to hunt her down later," Li Tiange muttered.
The seductive woman sat up, smiling at him.
"Sect Master Li, why don't you dare to look at me?" she asked again.
Li Tiange chuckled awkwardly, "Naturally, I wouldn't dare offend the Honored Emissary's beauty."
"You're afraid I'll drain you dry, aren't you?" The seductive woman laughed.
"Don't worry, you're one of us. I'll only take a small portion of your yang energy. It won't matter."
Li Tiange, already advanced in age and lacking in vitality, knew it wouldn't be easy to recover if she drained him.
So, despite the woman's allure, he didn't dare entertain any thoughts.
"Please don't joke with me, Honored Emissary," he said awkwardly.
Seeing him so timid, the seductive woman laughed heartily, "Alright, I won't tease you anymore."
"It has indeed been delayed long enough. It's time to end this!"
"Launch a full-scale attack on the Tianluo Sect!"
"Today, we will crush them in one decisive blow!"
Li Tiange's spirits lifted, and he smiled, "Good! I'll go make the preparations."
"The Honored Emissary will oversee from the rear, and we'll rely on you to deal with Mr. Mo and the other tough opponents!"
At the front lines of the Flying Eagle Sect.
Mr. Mo and the others watched the gathering Liuhe Sect disciples with grave expressions.
"They're preparing for the final battle," Feng Feiyan said solemnly.
"Then let's fight to the death!" Hu Yue snorted coldly, clenching his iron fists.
"Li Tiange, that old bastard, I'll drag him down with me if I die!"
"Don't be hasty. My Basalt Seven Star Formation is already in place. With this formation, we should be able to hold them off for a while," Mr. Mo murmured.
Just now, his men had dispersed to various positions around the Flying Eagle Sect to set up the formation.
Half an incense stick later, the Liuhe Sect had gathered.
Nearly three hundred thousand cultivators formed a massive army, launching their final attack on the Flying Eagle Sect.
Boom, boom, boom...
Under their fierce assault, the formation seemed on the verge of collapse at any moment.
But after a quarter of an hour, the formation still stood firm.
This made Li Tiange anxious, and he quickly went to the rear of the army.
He stopped in front of the floating fragrant bed.
Then he looked at the alluring woman lying inside the tent and said, "Honored Emissary, their formation is quite sturdy."
"We've been attacking for a long time, and our disciples have expended a lot of spiritual energy. Is there any way to break this formation?"
"If we continue like this, although we can break it, our army's combat strength will undoubtedly be weakened."
The seductive woman said indifferently, "None of us here are proficient in formations. There's no way to break it with skill."
"Keep attacking! We can break it eventually, though we might lose more people."
"Don't worry about it. After this, you will be one of us in the Xuantian Hall."
"You'll get plenty of benefits in the future and won't suffer any losses."
Li Tiange had no choice but to return and continue organizing the attack.
In his heart, he cursed, "Damn bitch, your people won't die much, of course you don't care!"
Just then, a figure suddenly appeared above the Liuhe Sect's army.
It was Fang Ling. He looked down at the three hundred thousand cultivators led by the Liuhe Sect and swallowed nervously.

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