* Rumble … *
The two Heavenly Source experts collided with each other in an extremely ferocious manner. With just a single collision, the sky darkened. The river below rippled with waves, and a ray of sword light descended from the sky, directly splitting the river in half.
In the void, Xie Yunpeng and Zhao Lingxiao fought back and forth passionately. Their murderous intent soared to the sky. Without exception, both of them wanted to kill each other. Both of them were the top representatives of their respective camps. Once they died, the loss would be unimaginable and irreparable.
"Zhao Lingxiao, give me back my son's life."
Xie Yunpeng went crazy. He only had one son, and he regarded his life as important. Now that Xie Ting had been framed by the Feather Clan and died in the Star-Lord Space, Xie Yunpeng had lost his rationality and attacked recklessly.
The experts of the Martial Pavilion and the Feather Clan were facing each other, and it seemed like they would fight to the death if there was any disagreement. However, both sides did not move. The Feather Clan naturally did not want to fight to the death with the Human Clan, because they had just completed their grand scheme, and the outcome of their grand scheme was about to be revealed. As long as the geniuses of the Human Clan died in there, the Feather Clan could slowly fight with the Human Clan.
As for Wu Changtian's side, they still had a glimmer of hope. Without seeing the Star-Lord Space open again, they still did not believe that the three thousand genius disciples of the Martial Pavilion would all die tragically. This was an unbearable pain.
* Rumble … *
At this moment, in the void above the river, a space portal gradually formed, and a shadow appeared. The three days that the Feather Clan experts had planned had already passed, and the sealed Star-Lord Space was about to open again.
At this moment, Xie Yunpeng and Zhao Lingxiao also temporarily stopped what they were doing. Everyone's gaze was fixed on the space portal above the river.
On the Human Clan's side, everyone's expression was ugly, and they gritted their teeth. After knowing about the Eight Gates Maze Formation, they did not have much hope. However, even if it was the only hope, they still had to have it, especially for Wu Changtian, the Sect Master of the Martial Pavilion.
He was the supreme ruler of the Martial Pavilion, as well as the representative of the Human Race. It was his decision that caused the three thousand disciples of the Martial Pavilion to be trapped. If the result was as Zhao Lingxiao had said, that all the disciples of the Human Race could not make it out alive, he, Wu Changtian, would not be able to absolve himself from the blame. From then on, he would spend the rest of his life in endless regret.
On the other hand, the people of the Feather Race all had smiles on their faces. They did not even need to guess what would happen in the Star Lord's ruins. In their eyes, the outcome was already fixed and there was no suspense.
They were well aware of the situation in the Star Master Space. It was an empty shell with nothing inside, so there was no way anything could go wrong. In other words, with the help of the Eight Gates Maze Formation, unless the sun rose from the west, the human disciples would not have any chance of survival.
At this moment, within the Star Lord Space, over two thousand disciples of the Martial Pavilion, upon seeing the sudden appearance of the Space Door, had their eyes light up once again. Every single one of them had the feeling of being able to see the light of day again.
Previously, when they were trapped in the Eight Gates Maze Formation, everyone was in complete despair. They did not believe that they would have the chance to see the sun outside and return to the Martial Pavilion that they were familiar with.
"The Space Door has opened. Let's go."
Someone said.
"Teacher Jiang Chen and Da Huang Dog are not back yet. Could they have met with an accident?"
"Yeah, why aren't they back yet? Did they forget the time?"
"I don't think so. This place is an empty shell. There isn't even a single demonic beast. Even we have been wandering around here for so long without encountering any danger. With Teacher Jiang Chen's ability, it is even more impossible for him to meet with any trouble."
…
All the disciples of the Martial Pavilion were worried about Jiang Chen. After all, the Space Door was right in front of them and it was about to open. Moreover, the opening of the Space Door would not take too long.
"Don't worry, everyone. We are very clear about Teacher Jiang Chen's ability. He will definitely be fine. The appearance of the Space Door will cause quite a commotion, and Teacher will be able to see it. When the time comes, he will return. Don't forget, Teacher can fly. His speed is far faster than us."
Nie Xiaoying said loudly, "Now, everyone follow me and leave this place. We will wait for Teacher to return to Chiling Mountain."
Nie Xiaoying was currently at the Second Heavenly Layer of the Earth Source realm. She had the highest cultivation among those present, surpassing Li Long and Ji Tian. Her words were naturally the leader. To put it bluntly, Nie Xiaoying was now the leader of this place. Everyone would definitely listen to her words unconditionally.
"Alright, let's go first."
Xie Ting's aura fluctuated, and he was the first to leap into the Space Door. Afterwards, a large number of disciples of the Martial Pavilion began to follow Xie Ting into the Space Door.
At the center of Chiling Mountain, above the river, the experts of the Human Race and the Feather Race stared unblinkingly at the Space Door that had completely formed, waiting for the people inside to come out.
The outcome of this shocking conspiracy, and whether it had developed according to the experts of the Feather Race's expectations, would soon be revealed.
"Xie Yunpeng, just wait and see. Your son is already dead. Those who come out will all be members of the Feather Race. Not a single one of your Human Race will come out alive. How pitiful, how lamentable, hahaha …"
Zhao Lingxiao laughed loudly. He was incomparably arrogant and pleased. Seeing Xie Yunpeng's and Wu Changtian's ashen faces, Zhao Lingxiao's inner joy could not be contained.
Xie Yunpeng clenched his fists so tightly that cracking sounds could be heard. He had already made sufficient preparations. As long as all those who came out were Feather Race, he would definitely kill Zhao Lingxiao at all costs. Even if he lost his life, he would not hesitate.
Bang!
With a loud sound, a figure rushed out from the Space Door. The first person to come out was none other than Xie Ting.
"Father."
Xie Ting happened to see Xie Yunpeng, who was the closest to him, after appearing. He immediately shouted.
"Ting."
Xie Yunpeng's eyes widened, and then he rubbed them forcefully, wondering if there was something wrong with his eyes.
Whoosh!
In the next moment, Xie Yunpeng flashed through the air and arrived before Xie Ting like a bolt of lightning. He grabbed Xie Ting's shoulders with both hands and constantly examined him. Unknowingly, his eyes became a little moist.
"Father, what's wrong with you? Aren't I fine? "
Xie Ting chuckled. In front of his father, he laughed like a child.
"Ting, it's really you. You're not dead. That's great, hahaha, that's great. Your cultivation has actually improved to such a level. You've already reached the Ninth Heavenly Layer of the Unity Origin realm. That's beyond my expectations."
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