There were still dozens of Void Zen Sect cultivators left, but almost all of them were terrified.
Those Tier 1 and Tier 2 Heavenly Lords were all deathly pale and bloodless. Even a few Tier 3 Heavenly Lords could no longer hold themselves back. Even though Tang Huan had not made a move against a Tier 3 Heavenly Lord yet, once all the Tier 1 and Tier 2 Heavenly Lords died, it would be their turn.
They couldn't even catch a trace of their opponent and could only wait to be killed. The many Heavenly Monarchs of the Void Zen Sect no longer had the slightest intention to fight.
"Retreat! Retreat! "
Although Huo Yang was incomparably furious, there was nothing he could do. He suddenly waved his long blade and let out a low roar. If he did not retreat, then everyone, including him, would have to leave their lives here. It was better to temporarily return to the Void Zen Sect. At that time, there would be an even stronger Heavenly Monarch to take action.
As soon as he said that, the Heavenly Lords felt as if they had been granted amnesty. One by one, they soared into the sky.
"Ahhh —"
Another miserable scream pierced his ears, and a Tier 1 Heavenly Lord who had fallen behind was sliced into pieces by the white sword beam that suddenly appeared. Those Void Zen Sect Heavenly Monarchs understood what this meant, but they did not even look back as they desperately fled, afraid that if they delayed even a little, they would be targeted by Tang Huan.
"You win this time."
High up in the sky, Huo Yang angrily turned around and stared fiercely at the black shadow that had just appeared. He said coldly, "The 'Di Ling Immortal Pill' will be temporarily stored with you. Our Void Zen Sect will come back to take it later!"
"Alright, I'll be waiting!"
Tang Huan laughed out loud, "I hope that the next time I come, it won't be trash like you!" His voice paused slightly, then Tang Huan shouted loudly again, "Oh right, your father's surname is Tang Huan, when the time comes, don't find the wrong person!" As he spoke, Tang Huan looked at Huo Yang with eyes full of ridicule.
"Tang Huan?"
Huo Yang's eyes were sinister as he sneered and left.
In this area, offending the Void Zen Sect would not result in a good outcome.
"You want to return to the Void Zen Sect so easily? You have to ask if I agree or not first! " Looking at the figures of Huo Yang and the others flying away, Tang Huan muttered, the corner of his mouth hooked up into a mocking smile, and the moment he finished speaking, his figure strangely disappeared.
"…"
After a long time, Zuo Yi, who was lying on the peak of the mountain, was finally woken up. In the blink of an eye, he saw several figures surrounding him. These people were all disciples he had accepted after becoming the Sect Master of the Dan Yang Sect. At this moment, their faces were filled with excitement and ecstasy after surviving a calamity.
"Master, great news! Congratulations … "
A handsome young man described the general situation in a few words.
At that time, although he did not dare to approach the northwest corner of the mountain to watch the battle, he could faintly hear the commotion from the mountain peak. Moreover, the scene of Huo Yang and the other dozens of Void Zen Sect Heavenly Monarchs fleeing in a sorry state was witnessed by many cultivators of the Dan Yang Sect.
When Zuo Yi heard this, he let out a long sigh, and a smile appeared on his face.
He knew that Senior Tang Huan's plan had succeeded, and his heart was filled with gratitude and admiration. After a long while, he asked: "Where are the elders?"
"…" The young men looked at each other. Their expressions changed slightly, and they remained silent.
"Where are the other disciples?"
"…"
The few of them remained silent.
Zuo Yi sighed in his heart. Just by looking at their expressions, he knew that after the crisis was over, the elders and disciples had all fled. In the entire Dan Yang Sect, there were only a few of them left.
Although he had successfully passed through this calamity with Senior Tang Huan's help, the Dan Yang Sect was still unable to avoid its fate of decline. Fortunately, everyone was still alive. Right now, he only hoped that Senior Tang Huan would not cause himself to be in danger because of this matter.
After all, with so many Heavenly Monarchs dead, the Void Zen Sect would definitely not let this matter rest!
However, what Zuo Yi did not expect was that it was not the Void Zen Sect who was unwilling to let this matter rest, but Tang Huan who was unwilling to let this matter rest. Huo Yang and the others fled the entire way, while Tang Huan followed closely behind them like a ghost. From time to time, he would appear and kill one or two people.
It wasn't like Huo Yang and the others hadn't escaped before.
After discovering that Tang Huan was chasing after them, they split into four teams and fled in different directions. Two of the teams quickly dispersed, and all the cultivators scattered in all directions. However, when these cultivators could not be contacted, Huo Yang and the others were all shocked.
They suddenly realized in horror that Tang Huan seemed to have some sort of method that could easily track their whereabouts. With so many people staying together, they were unable to defend against Tang Huan's attack. If he was alone, once Tang Huan caught up to him, even if he was a third grade Heavenly Lord, he would still die.
As a result, the remaining two teams that had not completely split up began to approach each other, gather together, and then frantically flee in the direction of the Void Zen Sect …
… ….
The Void Zen Sect was located in a valley.
At the entrance of the valley, a large river that was thousands of meters wide surged past. The torrential water surged and churned like a huge dragon winding forward with a majestic aura. However, within the valley that was filled with towering ancient trees, it was quiet and elegant. It was as if all the sounds from the outside world had been blocked outside the valley.
This valley was the Spirit Zen Valley.
"Trash!" It's simply trash! "
In the depths of the Spirit Zen Valley, within a hall, a skinny old man was flying into a rage. His face was gloomy to the extreme, "It's one thing for dozens of Heavenly Monarchs to not be able to snatch the 'Di Ling Immortal Pill', but they were actually killed by Tang Huan to the point that there are only seven of them left.
This skinny old man's eyes were sunken, his face was covered in wrinkles, like a dried orange peel, his head was bare, and not a single blade of grass grew. He was the Sect Master of the Void Zen Sect, Pang Xiu, and was also the strongest expert in the Void Zen Sect. He had the cultivation of a sixth stage Heavenly Monarch, and it was said that he had a hundred and eighty thousand dao crystals.
In front of Pang Xiu, Huo Yang and the rest of the seven had their heads drooped, their expressions ashen.
After being chased by Tang Huan for a day, only the seven of them were left out of the dozens of Heavenly Monarchs. If not for the fact that they had met with the experts sent by the Void Cicada Sect on the second day, Tang Huan would not have appeared again. Otherwise, the seven of them would have followed in the footsteps of their companions before they could even return to the sect.
"Tell me, what is the background of that Tang Huan? How is his cultivation?
"After reprimanding for a long time, Pang Xiu finally shouted in a low voice.
Huo Yang shook his head in shame, "Sect Master, that Tang Huan is most likely a Tier 5 Heavenly Lord, or even a Tier 6 Heavenly Lord. However, his origins are temporarily unknown, we only know that two years ago, he made a bet with the Sect Leader of the Dan Yang Sect over the 'Di Ling Immortal Pill'. In the end, that Lian Zhong Tang went back on his word and went back on his word, and instead ambushed and heavily injured him.
"Sect Master, that Tang Huan's background should not be small. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to massacre our Void Zen Sect cultivators like this!"
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