A new day had finally arrived!
Golden sunlight once again illuminated the entire Dragon Devouring City, allowing it to regain its vitality.
However, today's Dragon Devouring City was different from before. Although the sun was still as bright and beautiful as ever, it radiated an indescribable coldness that made people shiver inexplicably under the sun.
Every corner of the Dragon Devouring City was unusually quiet. Countless people were whispering to each other. After which, they turned into countless black human figures and headed towards the Dragon Devouring Mountain in the Dragon Devouring City.
By the time the sun was high up in the sky, tens of thousands of people had already gathered on the vast plains below Mount Dragon Devouring. A rough calculation showed that at least a million people had gathered again and this number was still rapidly increasing. On the ground and in the air, there was a surging black tide of people as far as the eye could see.
However, there was still no one on Mount Dragon Devouring. Whether it was the hostages used by the five hundred and eighty-eight great sects to threaten Xiao Fan, the people of the five hundred and eighty-eight great sects, or even Xiao Fan, none of them had shown up.
Soft discussions continuously sounded from the endless crowd around the Devouring Dragon Mountain as they looked at it. Since no one felt that Xiao Fan would be able to survive, sighs, pity, cold laughter, ridicule and various other voices filled every inch of space present, causing a great uproar.
"That Xiao Fan can be considered as one of the most outstanding individuals of our Spirit Realm's younger generation. However, the way he conducts himself is simply too arrogant. It is truly displeasing to the eye. Today, he is about to fall. Although it is an outcome that he deserves, it still makes one sigh with regret!" Someone shook his head and said with a soft sigh.
"People who are too arrogant never have good endings. This Xiao Fan can only blame himself for falling to such a state!" An old man stroked his beard and stood with his hands behind his back as he said indifferently.
"But then again, for this Xiao Fan to be able to die in such a spectacular manner, it is already quite extraordinary. In the future, there will definitely be a place for him in the history of our Spirit Realm. At the very least, he will still be remembered even a hundred years after his death. He will not be unknown!" A middle-aged man said with a faint smile.
"All of you, just watch. Don't ever learn from Xiao Fan. From now on, when you travel outside, you must know when to advance and when to retreat. Sometimes, when it's time to admit defeat, you have to admit defeat. Blindly acting tough will eventually lead to failure. Sooner or later, it will be broken. It's not a good behavior!" An elder of a small sect was teaching his disciples, using Xiao Fan as a negative example.
"Yes, elder!" The group of disciples from this small sect opened their mouths and respectfully replied.
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"Xiao Fan!"
The people of the Ironwood Sect were among the crowd. At this time, the Holy Maiden of the Ironwood Sect murmured in an inaudible voice and a complicated expression.
Towards Xiao Fan, the Holy Maiden of the Ironwood Sect did not know how to treat Xiao Fan.
This was because the Ironwood Sect had suffered an undeserved calamity because of Xiao Fan. If they had not met Xiao Fan, they would not be in such a situation today.
However, Xiao Fan was not at fault. He was just doing his own thing. The ones who should be blamed were the coldness and ruthlessness of the great sects. The culprits were them, not Xiao Fan.
No matter if it was the Ironwood Sect or Xiao Fan, they were all victims. There was no reason for them to let go of the obvious culprit and blame the other "victims" like themselves!
Moreover, other than handing over Zuo Leng and the Thirteenth Elder, the Ironwood Sect did not suffer any losses. Even if Xiao Fan owed something, it was only to Zuo Leng and the Thirteenth Elder. It had nothing to do with the Ironwood Sect and did not owe them anything.
Moreover, after the great sects joined forces to force the Ironwood Sect to hand over Zuo Leng and the Thirteenth Elder, the Holy Maiden of the Ironwood Sect had a very deep understanding of the indifference within the Ironwood Sect.
On that day when the great sects came to visit, the Ironwood Sect's attitude of handing over Zuo Leng and the Thirteenth Elder was like throwing away two pieces of cloth. They abandoned them and did not take into account the contributions that Zuo Leng and the Thirteenth Elder had made to the sect.
Even though the Ironwood Sect had no choice but to give in, after all, the situation was stronger than the people. However, at least a little resistance could be considered as expressing their attitude and would not disappoint others. However, the result was that the Ironwood Sect took the initiative to throw Zuo Leng and the Thirteenth Elder into the death cell before the great sects came to visit. They treated them harshly and waited for the great sects to come and pick them up.
Such an action made the Holy Maiden of the Ironwood Sect feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. Her whole body was completely cold.
"Perhaps there will be a day when I should leave this ice-cold sect. Otherwise, if I were to face such a situation one day, would I also be abandoned by the sect like a discarded rag, without the slightest regard for our past relationship?" The Holy Maiden of the Ironwood Sect could not help but have such a thought. She was a little absent-minded because of it.
Not far from the people of the Ironwood Sect, the Holy Maiden of the Jade Palace, Holy Maiden Qing Mo, and Holy Maiden Qing Yan stood quietly among the crowd and looked at the distant Mount Devouring Dragon.
"Mu Chen, are you sure you don't want to join the Jade Palace Sect?" Holy Maiden Qing Yan looked at the Holy Maiden of the Jade Palace Sect and asked.
"No, I won't participate in the killing of Xiao Fan!" The Holy Maiden of the Jade Palace Sect looked at Mount Devouring Dragon and simply shook his head.
"After this, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep your identity as the Holy Maiden of the Jade Palace Sect!" Holy Maiden Qing Mo sighed.
"It's just an identity. I don't need it!" The Holy Maiden of the Jade Palace Sect's eyes were clear and his voice was firm. "As long as I'm here, my cultivation is here, and my talent is here, one day, I will take back everything that I've lost today!"
"Strength is the foundation of everything!"
"You can see it clearly!" Holy Maiden Qing Mo looked at the Holy Maiden of the Jade Palace Sect with some admiration and said.
"What about Qing Mo Mountain? Why did you change your mind at the last moment and withdraw from the alliance to kill Xiao Fan? "The Holy Maiden of the Jade Palace Sect turned his head and looked at Holy Maiden Qing Yan with a strange expression.
"This …!" Holy Maiden Qing Yan laughed dryly and did not explain the reason. However, a look of uncertainty appeared in her eyes subconsciously. She could not help but recall yesterday's scene.
Yesterday, on Qing Mo Mountain.
"No one is allowed to participate in the killing of Xiao Fan. Those who violate this order will be beheaded without mercy!" Accompanied by an extremely low and furious roar, the door of the Green Ink Palace was suddenly pushed open.
The intense discussion about how to surround and kill Xiao Fan tomorrow came to an abrupt halt when they heard this furious stern voice. All the upper echelons of the Green Ink Mountain subconsciously turned their heads. After which, they were stunned as they looked at the black-robed old man who had suddenly entered. Their entire bodies were stunned on the spot.
"Laozu Sect, why aren't you cultivating at the back of the mountain? Why …?" When an elder of Qing Mo Mountain saw the black-robed old man, he immediately stood up and bowed respectfully to him. Then, he said with some astonishment.
The other senior figures of Qing Mo Mountain did the same. They all bowed and stood there in a daze. Looking at the Laozu Sect who had suddenly barged into Qing Mo Mountain, they were somewhat at a loss.
"If I didn't have a sudden impulse to divine, I wouldn't have known that you idiots are leading Qing Mo Mountain straight to destruction!" The black-robed old man was furious. He shouted at all the senior figures of Qing Mo Mountain in a stern voice.
"Why do you say that, Laozu Sect? Our Qing Mo Mountain is fine now and is even at its peak. How can we be destroyed? " Hearing the black-robed old man's words, the Master of Qing Mo Mountain also spoke at this time. He was even more confused and puzzled.
"Tomorrow, the encirclement of Xiao Fan will be the cause of our Qing Mo Mountain's destruction!" The black-robed old man said. He stared fixedly at everyone in the hall, including the Qing Mo Saintess and Qing Yan Saintess. Then, he spoke one word at a time. His voice was forcefully suppressed, like a volcano that was about to erupt.
"Tomorrow, the encirclement of Xiao Fan will be the cause of our Qing Mo Mountain's destruction?" In a split second, the entire hall fell deathly silent when they heard the black-robed old man's words. Even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be clearly heard. Afterwards, everyone looked at each other in shock.
"Laozu Sect, y-y-you're not joking, are you? If we surround and kill Xiao Fan tomorrow, will our Green Ink Mountain bring about a calamity of destruction? "A Green Ink Mountain elder broke the silence in the air and stuttered.
"Do I look like I'm joking? And when have I ever joked? " When he heard this, the black robed old man was instantly unable to restrain the rage in his chest any longer. He directly swung his sleeve and struck the elder to the point he spat blood and was blasted flying. The elder smashed heavily against a pillar of the hall before falling to the ground.
"Laozu Sect, please calm down!" The master of Qing Mo Mountain hurriedly said when he saw how furious the black-robed old man was. He quickly walked up to the black-robed old man and bowed again with great respect.
"Laozu Sect, please calm down!" The other members of the upper echelon of Qing Mo Mountain hurriedly walked over and bowed to the black-robed old man respectfully.
"Hmph!" The black-robed old man's fury finally dissipated a little when he saw how everyone bowed to him in a respectful manner. He snorted heavily and no longer flared up.
"Laozu Sect, what was the result of your divination servant's divination?" The master of Qing Mo Mountain spoke again at this moment. He then looked at the black-robed old man and asked in a probing manner.
"It was a sign of ten deaths!" The black-robed old man fell silent for a moment. His voice had become hoarse for some reason as he spat out the result of the divination.
Moreover, deep fear flashed through the depths of the black-robed old man's eyes when he spoke of the result. His entire body clearly trembled.
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