"Lin Feng, he knew it long ago?"

  Mo Ye's body stiffened, feeling a chill run down his spine. Just now, Lin Feng didn't even dodge or evade, clearly intentionally luring him in.

  But this shadow has never appeared, Lin Feng, how did he know?

  "Senior."

  Mo Ye shouted at the shadow, but didn't dare move. He was afraid that if he moved, the shadow would make a fatal blow.

  "With you as an elder of our sect, it's a shame."

  A sound came out of nowhere, and immediately, a green light flashed by, as fast as lightning.

  No one in sight, only light.

  When this light faded away, the master of the shadow finally appeared.

  Wrapped in a black robe, as if to hide his entire body in the darkness, he now held a pale green dagger in his palm, and at the tip of the dagger, there was fresh red blood constantly dripping down.

  That fresh blood is naturally Mo Xie's.

  At this time, Moye still maintained his standing posture from just now, motionless.

  His eyes were wide open, with an expression of unbelievable shock, as if he couldn't believe that he didn't even have a chance to move before being killed.

  In his throat, it was only now that fresh blood seeped out, and at this time, his body finally fell straight down.

  "Who would have thought that this move would be used on one of our own sect's elders? How pitiful."

  The old man in black muttered to himself, his voice filled with desolation.

  "Empty old."

  Lin Feng shouted at the black-robed old man, and it turned out that the shadow in the void was actually Kong Lao, who was guarding the Tianyan Cliff.

  "How did you know I was here?"

  Kong Lao nodded at Lin Feng, puzzled and asked, he had a Shadow Martial Spirit, when using it, there was only shadow, no person, and just now, he didn't expose himself at all, but Lin Feng actually knew he was beside him, intentionally luring Mo Xie.

  Perception.

  Lin Feng calmly replied that when releasing his martial soul, he didn't look at the world with his eyes, but rather with his brain and heart.

  A gray world, everything is clearly printed in his mind, as if he is the master of this world, and everything around him is clear.

  Kong Lao, although there was only one shadow, he still sensed it.

  He immediately understood that the shadowy figure who had appeared last time because of him was still protecting him by his side.

  The old man's eyes flickered and he nodded immediately.

  "Lin Feng, you are the most talented young person I have ever seen. If you can leave alive this time, I hope that one day, Yunhai Sect will reappear in the world."

  The old man's tone was tinged with a hint of melancholy, he being the guardian of the sect, Yunhai Sect, which he had protected, but today, it was to be annihilated.

  "If I am still alive in the future, I will definitely rebuild Yunhai Sect."

  Lin Feng nodded heavily, this was his promise to the old man, but first, he had to be able to walk out alive.

  Duan Tianlang, he must be killed.

  "Cut."

  A loud shout came from above, blood splattered everywhere, and a gray-robed old man beheaded one of the elders of the Yunhai Sect.

  "Kong Ming, we've been waiting for you for a long time."

  He took a step forward, descending from mid-air and appearing before Kong Lao, his battle intent burning.

  Kong Lao had no words, his body slightly trembling, transformed into a flowing light, and immediately, his figure disappeared, leaving only one shadow, still imprinted on the ground.

  At this moment, in the void, a figure's gaze was bloodthirsty, staring tightly at Mo Xie's corpse on the ground, filled with endless hatred.

  "Yun Hai Zong, I Mo Cang Lan paid so much for you, but in the end, you killed my only son."

  Mo Canglan's eyes flashed with a crazy look, and his gaze turned to fall on Nan Gongling who was fighting Duan Tianlang, the flames of hatred burning wildly.

  "Die." Mo Canglan roared in her heart, her body suddenly appearing beside Nan Gongling. However, Nan Gongling was completely focused on his battle with Duan Tianlang and didn't notice Mo Canglan's arrival, nor did he expect that she would be targeting him with such ferocity.

  A ruthless and poisonous palm print was directly imprinted on Nan Gong Ling's body, sending him under Duan Tian Lang's sword.

  In a flash of sword light, blood surged wildly, and Nan Gong Ling's left arm was cut off by a single sword.

  "Endless... vast... waves!"

  His body fell to the ground, Nan Gong Ling didn't even glance at his severed left arm, but instead stared dead at Mo Cang Lan, who had delivered the fatal blow, surprisingly being the usually loyal and trusted elder.

  "It's you." Mo Canglan looked at Mo Xie's corpse and said coldly.

  Nangong Ling also saw Mo Xie's corpse, his wounds, and Kong Lao who was still fighting.

  Mo Ye died in the hands of Kong Lao who had been hiding all along.

  Nangong Ling could naturally guess what had happened.

  "Kill well."

  Nangong Ling's expression was icy cold, he swept a glance around, the elders of Yunhai Sect were all at a disadvantage, while the other side had many people who hadn't joined the battle, they were just blocking those trying to escape.

  "Cloud Sea Sect disciples, gather around me!"

  Nangong Ling's body leaped up and landed on the Life and Death Platform, shouting loudly.

  Upon hearing Nan Gong Ling's words, everyone shook off each other's entanglements and returned to the highest life-and-death stage, gathering together with Nan Gong Ling.

  Apart from Nan Gong Ling's severed arm, many others were also covered in wounds. Their eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty chill, having been driven mad by the slaughter.

  Lin Feng stood quietly at the back of the crowd, this tragic scene striking his heart.

  "Do you know how to do it?"

  The blood in Nangong Ling's hand continued to drip down, but his eyes were firmer than ever, staring at Duan Tianlang and the others in front of him.

  The crowd of Yunhai Sect nodded silently, no need to say, they also understood Nan Gongling's meaning.

  "Beilao, he's all yours now."

  Nangong Ling's gaze turned to Beilao again, his eyes heavy.

  Bei Lao nodded heavily, he possessed the Crane Martial Soul, among the crowd, his agility and footwork were the strongest, speed, the fastest.

  Bei Lao immediately arrived beside Lin Feng, his martial soul released, his wings spread open, and his arms tightly grasped Lin Feng.

  Lin Feng's pupils contracted for a moment, and he finally understood Nan Gong Ling's meaning. They...

  The eyes of these sect elders all fell on Lin Feng, with various complex gazes, but among these gazes, there was a common thread - hope!

  Everyone's gaze at Lin Feng contained a hint of hope. Lin Feng, he represented their hope, the hope of Yun Hai Sect.

  His body felt as if it had been hit hard, Lin Feng only felt an overwhelming heaviness in his heart, as if a huge mountain was pressing on his back, wanting to crush his body.

  These powerful sect members are willing to use their lives in exchange for Lin Feng's life, using the lives of so many strong cultivators to trade for Lin Feng's one life.

  And even if they succeeded in exchanging their lives for Lin Feng's, they would not have the chance to know what the future held, what Lin Feng would do next, and how their gaze could be anything but complicated and heavy.

  Among the crowd, only Nan Gong Ling did not look at Lin Feng. His gaze was always fixed on the front.

  "A drop of water in need is worth a sea in return."

  For a young man who can say such things, what else would he not believe in? His only consideration was how to let Lin Feng walk out alive.

  "Go."

  At this moment, Nangong Ling let out a loud shout, took a big step forward, and leaped into the air.

  All the elders of Yunhai Zong moved at the same moment, closely following Nangong Ling's stride, this one step was a lifetime.

  "The sect was destroyed in my hands, I am Nan Gong Ling, sorry Cloud Sea Sect."

  An overwhelming aura burst forth from Nan Gong Ling's body, his physique, straight as a spear, charged into the midst of the intercepting strongmen, without any hesitation or holding back, this was an all-out attack that would determine life and death.

  "Are you looking for trouble?"

  Several loud whoops echoed, dazzling sword lights engulfed everything, accompanied by a deafening roar, Nangong Ling's figure turned to dust and disappeared into the wind.

  The youngest sect master in the history of Yunhai Sect has fallen!

  No one was sorrowful, nor did anyone shout. The elders of the Cloud Sea Sect looked at this scene very calmly, their bodies also simultaneously taking a step forward. An extremely powerful attack poured out, space became extremely violent, and heaven and earth seemed to be churning.

  The people who intercepted in front faced the fearless and desperate attacks of these people, their bodies dodged open, those people were reckless with their lives, but they did not want to die.

  "Kill!"

  "Kill, kill, kill..."

  The biting cold wind was unparalleled in its bleakness, the elders of Yunhai Sect were one by one solemn, all their strength burst out at this moment, charging towards the opponent, with only attack and no defense, nor any retreat.

  Watching the sect's elders kill each other, swinging their final blows, bursting with the last light of life, and then falling powerlessly from the sky, Lin Feng's eyes didn't even blink. Those lives that fell to the ground would all turn back to look at him in their final moments. Lin Feng wanted them to see him clearly.

  "Go."

  The old man's body finally moved, motionless as a mountain, but when it did, the earth shook and the sky was shocked. His body was like a flowing light, shooting towards the horizon.

  The flashing wings of the crane made the airflow in space extremely violent, and the strong gusts were extremely cold, blowing on Lin Feng's body, as if it was a knife cut, like his heart, painful.

  "Want to go?"

  A cold hum sounded, the sword energy was extremely sharp, in the vast sky, the giant sword scattered light and color, dazzling to the extreme, it was the old man who followed Duan Tianlang.

  "Absolute Shadow - Kill."

  A faint sound of drinking came from the void, and the emerald light in the sword light was extremely small, but that dazzling brilliance did not ignore anyone.

  The owner of Ying Wushen is born for assassination, if he doesn't move, then nothing will happen, but if he moves, he will take someone's life.

  "You dare." The giant sword elder's face changed slightly, and he shouted angrily. The incredibly powerful sword light and the emerald green glow collided, as if they could engulf each other in an instant. But after this sword strike, the giant sword's luster became dull, the giant sword elder breathed heavily, and the blood hole on his chest continued to seep out blood.

  And then the shadow in the void also appeared, with its arm and that emerald dagger, all disappearing at once.

  The old man in the north didn't even glance this way, his wings fiercely trembling as he charged into the sky.