The three pavilion masters were shocked again. They couldn't help but gasp.
Pavilion Master Fo asked in shock, "Then, how many evil cultivators are there in Evil Mountain? How's the defense? "
Xiao Yang thought for a while and said, "There are about four hundred evil cultivators. The defense is very loose."
"Good, good, good. Xiao Yang, you've made a great contribution this time. We'll contact the sect and go to Evil Mountain as soon as possible. What do you think?"
Pavilion Master Sword was excited.
They finally found the base of the evil cultivator alliance. It was all thanks to Xiao Yang.
These years, the evil cultivator alliance had been doing evil everywhere. It was impossible to guard against them. Many people had been harmed by them.
This time, they could finally uproot them.
Xiao Yang said calmly, "We'll follow your orders and fight for the sect to the death."
Lan Jiaoye, Gu Qianqian, and the others were also excited. As Xiao Yang said, the war was about to start. There would be no more evil cultivator alliance in the future.
"We'll fight for the sect to the death."
Li Qinghe, Gu Shanqing, and the others also said.
This was a great opportunity to make a contribution. Of course, they had to seize it. They also knew that there would be danger in this war. But which good man didn't grow up through bloody experiences?
"Good, good, good. You're worthy of being the outstanding disciples of the sect. When we go back, I'll give you a reward."
When the three Pavilion Masters saw their attitude, they became even more delighted. Their eyes were filled with smiles.
In the evening.
Xiao Yang, Gu Qianqian, Lan Jiaoye, Li Qinghe, and the three pavilion masters secretly went to Evil Mountain.
They had been informed that the Poison Sect would send a large number of disciples to help. Even the Poison Sect Master, the three elders, and the other pavilion masters would be there.
This was undoubtedly a sure-win battle, and also a battle of justice.
If the evil cultivator alliance was eradicated, the people of the ten cities would be free from evil cultivators' scourge in the future.
Midnight.
Xiao Yang and the others were the first to arrive at Evil Mountain.
Then, the main force of the Poison Sect arrived. The leader was the Poison Sect Master, followed by the three elders and the ten pavilion masters.
"Master."
Xiao Yang stepped forward and bowed to the Poison Sect Master.
After Lan Jiaoye, Gu Qianqian and the others paid their respects to the Sect Master and Pavilion Master, they immediately went to look for their Master.
"Yes, disciple. Well done. We know what you have done."
The Poison Sect Master smiled and praised Xiao Yang.
Intentionally or otherwise, his gaze swept over the Poison Sect's head elder.
He was well aware of the fact that Xiao Yang had almost been killed by the Fang family's Ancestor, Thirteen.
On the surface, the Poison Sect's head elder was exchanging pleasantries with Lan Jiaoye and Gu Qianqian, but in reality, his gaze had swept over Xiao Yang and the Poison Sect Master multiple times. Both of them had things to say to each other, but now wasn't a good time to do so.
"Everyone, rest here. After an hour, we will launch an all-out attack."
The Poison Sect Master ordered.
In any case, they had the advantage in numbers and all levels of battle strength. Their numbers were several times that of the heretical cultivator alliance, numbering in the thousands.
In the face of absolute strength, all schemes and plots were like paper. They would shatter at the slightest touch.
Thus, they didn't need to use any battle formations or strategies. They could just sweep through everything in their path.
"Yes."
The Poison Sect disciples obeyed and retracted their auras to wait quietly.
The Poison Sect's head elder swept his gaze over Xiao Yang multiple times. After a moment's hesitation, he stepped forward and said to Xiao Yang, "Xiao Yang, you are very outstanding. You have made great contributions to the Poison Sect."
"Many thanks for the head elder's praise. As a Poison Sect disciple, I should think of the sect and pledge my life to fight for it."
Xiao Yang replied calmly.
"Mm." The Poison Sect's head elder nodded. These were just pleasantries.
In truth, he had other things to say, but he didn't know where to start.
Xiao Yang seemed to read his thoughts. He also knew that the Poison Sect's head elder was a member of the Fang Clan. After some thought, he slowly said, "I have a personal grudge with the Fang Clan's ancestor, Thirteen. One year from now, we will fight to the death. Does the head elder have any guidance?"
The Poison Sect's head elder muttered to himself irresolutely before he frowned and said calmly, "Xiao Yang, I think we should just forget about this matter. The Fang family may have been in the wrong first, but you've killed quite a few of their men, haven't you?"
"But the challenge letter has already been issued and witnessed by the heavens and earth. It cannot be disobeyed. In my opinion, since it's a personal grudge, the sect and the clan shouldn't interfere."
Xiao Yang tactfully replied.
After all, this was a matter that was neither complicated nor simple at the same time.
The Poison Sect's head elder was probably conflicted as well.
"Forget it, forget it. Thirteen's cultivation is two realms higher than yours. In one year, both you and he will improve. If I help you, it'll be a bit unethical. Then let's settle your personal grudge in private."
He thought for a moment before coming to a decision.
After all, life and death were up to fate. Whether it was the death of the Fang Clan's Ancestor Thirteen or Xiao Yang, they had chosen their own paths.
"The head elder is wise."
Xiao Yang cupped his fists and respectfully retreated.
Once Xiao Yang was gone, Lan Jiaoye and Gu Qianqian hurried over and surrounded the head elder. "How was it? How was it? Master, did you manage to convince him? "
The two girls didn't want to see Xiao Yang and Thirteen fight to the death.
The Poison Sect's head elder didn't want to see that either. However, there was nothing he could do about the stubbornness of the two parties involved.
"Let nature take its course. You two should look on the bright side and not worry too much."
He comforted his two disciples.
The two girls couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh.
The time to rest quickly passed. The Poison Sect Master ordered, "All Poison Sect disciples, heed my orders. Our target is Evil Mountain. Kill any heretical cultivators you encounter."
"Kill!"
Thousands of Poison Sect disciples let out resounding battle cries as their auras soared to the sky.
They didn't care if the heretical cultivators knew they were coming. All they wanted was to slay monsters and devils along the way.
Beams of light shot into the sky, then descended on Evil Mountain.
Many low-level disciples were running on the ground like a flood, trying to drown Xie Mountain.
The Poison Sect Master and the three elders. The ten pavilion heads hovered in the air, observing the battle below. Although they didn't have a clear battle formation or strategy, they wouldn't allow a large number of Poison Sect disciples to die.
Once the Poison Sect disciples were in great danger, they would definitely lend a hand.
Evil Mountain.
Most of the heretical cultivators were relaxed. Some were resting, some were cultivating, some were deep in thought, and some were even admiring the scenery.
They only felt that the moon was especially round tonight. None of them sensed the approaching danger.
Suddenly, a furious roar echoed through Evil Mountain.
It was the voice of the head of the heretical cultivator alliance, Scarlet Flame.
"Enemy attack, be on guard."
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