Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Suddenly, a beam of light flew out from his hand, transforming into a sword light that passed over Xia Mo's head and disappeared into the sky.

"Ah, Fellow Daoist Mu, what are you doing?"

Looking at the white-clad man who had suddenly attacked him, who was none other than the elder brother of the "Black and White Duo," "Master Yuyang," clutching his chest, was filled with disbelief.

Faced with the questioning from "Master Yuyang," the white-robed man not far away suddenly revealed a hint of amusement on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Yuyang, I am truly sorry. Although my brother and I are interested in establishing a sect in the Inner Sea, we have no interest in the women of the Hundred Flowers Palace."

"Why don't you hand over the Yunyang Sect to us and lend us a hand?"

"I never expected that you would secretly join forces with the Hundred Flowers Palace and conspire with them to trick me into coming here."

"Haha, fellow Daoist, you're mistaken. While I, the Black and White Duo, am not exactly a righteous gentleman, I am not a treacherous or two-faced person either."

"Fellow Daoist Xia, you found our brothers much earlier than I did. Your loss this time is not unjust."

Just as the man in white was speaking, the other man in black and Xia Mo also stopped fighting and quickly surrounded them.

Clearly, their fight was merely to attract the attention of "Master Yuyang" so that the man in white could have an opportunity to ambush and interrupt his spellcasting.

Now, not only has "Master Yuyang" suffered physical injuries, but his most important trump card has also been destroyed, resulting in a significant loss of combat power.

In this state, he was no match for Xia Mo and the "Black and White Duo" brothers working together, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Unexpectedly, just moments ago "Master Yuyang" was in the lead and victory seemed assured, but in the blink of an eye, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and he himself became the one being besieged.

Looking at the somewhat disheveled figure before her, Xia Mo said in an icy tone:
"Fellow Daoist Yuyang, a three-on-one strategy is indeed a good one. I wonder how long you could last today if it were you in his shoes!"

"Hmph! I didn't expect that not only the Tianhai Alliance, but even their request for help was outmaneuvered by you. Fellow Daoist Xia, you truly make people admit defeat."

"But you three think you can keep this old man here? That's wishful thinking!"

Seeing that the "Black and White Duo" brothers had suddenly turned against him, "Master Yuyang," knowing that defeat was inevitable, did not linger in the fight. Before the three could make a move, he slipped away and retreated to a distance.

Seeing that the other party wanted to run away, Xia Mo immediately activated the flower basket magic treasure on her body, which turned into countless flower petals and chased after them.

The "Black and White Duo" also emitted red light, and when they merged into one, their speed was no less than that of "Jade Yang Master," and they quickly caught up with him.

At the same time, hundreds of white light transformed from flower petals rushed over from beside "Master Yuyang," forcing the opponent to dodge to the side.

Before "Master Yuyang" could escape again, two black and white figures attacked swiftly from the left and right.

Just as the "Black and White Duo's" attack was about to reach their opponent, unexpectedly, "Master Yuyang" suddenly had a flash of inspiration and disappeared into thin air.

A moment later, only a talisman that was about to turn to ashes remained on the spot.

"A level four Void-Breaking Talisman! I never expected this old ghost to have such a treasure on him!"

Looking at the high-level talisman that had already been used in front of them, both the "Black and White Duo" and Xia Mo's expressions changed slightly, and they hurriedly released their divine senses to search the surrounding void.

The next moment, a figure suddenly staggered out from the void, more than ten miles away from the three of them.

After glancing at Xia Mo and the others in the distance, "True Man Yu Yang" spat out a beam of blood and immediately used a secret technique to speed towards the location of Golden Dragon Island.

Now that he is injured, it will obviously not be easy for him to escape from the three of them.

However, there is a medium-sized teleportation array on "Golden Dragon Island" that leads to other islands. As long as "True Man Yuyang" can hide in the mountain-protecting array in a short time, he still has a good chance of escaping.

"Oh no! That old devil has gone to Golden Dragon Island."

The moment "True Man Yuyang" appeared in the void, "Black and White Duo" and Xia Mo also discovered each other's location and transformed into two streaks of light to quickly chase after him.

However, the two sides were already more than ten miles apart. Even if Xia Mo and the others used all their magic, they were still some distance away from each other and could not quickly use magic to capture the other side.

Just as "Master Yuyang" was only a few dozen miles away from the island's defensive array, a golden light suddenly flashed in front of him, and a golden bronze mirror several meters tall appeared, directly blocking his path.

Seeing this, "Master Yuyang" changed his expression and hurriedly turned his escape light to try to go around from below.

Before he could even pass through the bronze mirror, the golden bronze mirror in front of him suddenly split into five, turning into countless golden lights that completely blocked all the directions he wanted to escape.

Faced with such obstruction, "Master Yuyang," who had no way to avoid it, frowned and immediately cast a spell to summon a blue flying sword.

As all his magical power surged into it, the cyan flying sword rapidly emitted six sword lights, which then merged into one and slashed forward with all its might.

"How can I be trapped here? Six Directions Sword Light, break through!"

Sensing the approaching streaks of light chasing from behind, "Master Yuyang" knew that he could not afford to linger here, or he would face utter destruction.

Even though he was already seriously injured, "Master Yuyang" gritted his teeth and pushed his best supernatural power to the limit, wanting to destroy the obstacle in front of him with one blow.

Just as the cyan sword light was heading straight for the golden light, more than a dozen beams of spiritual light also flew out from the golden light ahead, heading straight for the sword light.

Before the two sides even made contact, a powerful aura had already enveloped the battlefield.

A loud roar was heard, and "Yu Yang Zhenren," a powerful cultivator at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul stage, failed to break through the obstacle with his powerful sword strike. Instead, he was knocked back several steps by the aftershocks of the battle.

Looking up ahead, the golden light still stood firmly in front of him, showing no sign of disappearing. "Master Yuyang" couldn't help but show a hint of shock on his face.

"This...how is this possible!"

Before he could recover from his surprise, a masked figure in a green robe suddenly emerged from the golden light and blocked the way of "Master Yuyang".

"Fellow Daoist, this path is blocked!"

"Who are you?"

Upon seeing the mysterious cultivator who had suddenly appeared before him, who also exuded the cultivation level of the late Nascent Soul stage, "True Man Yuyang" was filled with disbelief.

Faced with his questioning, the masked man in front of him simply said in an icy tone, "I came here at the request of Fellow Daoist Xia, and have been waiting for you for a long time."

As for who I am, fellow Daoist, there's no need for you to know!

No sooner had the masked man finished speaking than Xia Mo and her two companions caught up from a short distance away and surrounded "Master Yuyang" once again.

Upon seeing the masked man suddenly appear in front of them, the "Black and White Duo" standing to the side also looked somewhat surprised.

Clearly, neither of them expected that, in addition to the brothers, Xia Mo had secretly invited a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator to help them, and their gazes toward the masked man also carried a hint of doubt.

Looking at the "True Man Yuyang" surrounded in the middle, Xia Mo calmly replied, "Fellow Daoist Yuyang knew to ask for help, how could Hundred Flowers Palace be completely unprepared for this?"

As I just said, our sect is determined to end this great war today, and no one can stop us.

Upon hearing Xia Mo's words, "Master Yu Yang" remained silent for a moment, but instead of being angry, he laughed.

"Hahaha, I thought that after years of planning, I could turn the tide in this battle, but I never expected that I would have already fallen into your trap."

Fellow Daoist, your skills are truly remarkable. You are indeed a rare genius in the cultivation world of the East Sea, a talent that has been seen only once in thousands of years. It is not unjust for me to lose to you today.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, I can admit defeat, but please, leave us a way out, okay?"

Faced with Xia Mo and the "Black and White Duo," "Master Yu Yang" was already no match for them and could only choose to flee in a sorry state.

The mysterious masked man before him possessed unfathomable fighting prowess, in no way inferior to himself, a Nascent Soul Ninth Level cultivator.

Faced with the encirclement and suppression of three late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, "True Man Yuyang," a great cultivator who had dominated the cultivation world of the East Sea for hundreds of years, couldn't help but reveal a hint of despair in his eyes.

Although he was somewhat unwilling, he knew that he had no chance of winning and the only way out was to admit defeat and seek peace with the other party.

However, Xia Mo remained unmoved when "Master Yuyang" took the initiative to admit defeat.

"Fellow Daoist Yuyang, now that the outcome is decided, don't you think it's a bit too late to admit defeat?"

"So, Fellow Daoist Xia is truly showing no mercy and is determined to wipe them out completely!"

"As you just said, we cultivators cannot be soft-hearted. Xia Mo has carefully set up this trap to lure you into it. How can we let you leave and leave trouble for our sect?"

If you are willing to commit suicide by beheading yourself, I can spare your descendants the trouble and allow them to leave the East Sea. This is the biggest concession I can make.

But whatever choice you make, fellow cultivator, after today, the Yunyang Sect will cease to exist in the cultivation world of the East Sea!

Before the other party could reply, Xia Mo's flower basket magic weapon flew out, and countless petals instantly swept towards "Yu Yang Zhenren" not far away, surrounding him.

Meanwhile, the "Black and White Duo" brothers and the mysterious masked man also unleashed their magic and charged straight at their opponent.

Faced with the combined attack of three late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, even with all his magic, "True Man Yuyang" could not withstand the onslaught. In just a short while, Xia Mo's magic weapon severed one of his arms.

Seeing the "Black and White Duo" attacking from behind again, "Master Yuyang," who had nowhere left to retreat, finally abandoned his magic weapon and gave up the fight.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, I accept my defeat today."

This contains not only all of my spiritual treasures, but also the accumulation of thousands of years by the ancestors of our sect.

If you swear to spare my sect's juniors, I will give you everything in my storage bag.

If you still disagree, then I will detonate the restriction and destroy everything inside!

Seeing "True Man Yuyang" holding a storage artifact and looking at her with an extremely serious expression, Xia Mo hesitated for a moment before slowly nodding in agreement. "Alright, as long as you give me this, I can swear to spare your descendants!"

Seeing that Xia Mo had indeed made a vow in person, "Master Yuyang" finally breathed a sigh of relief and tossed the "storage artifact" in his hand to her.

Then, "Master Yuyang" turned to look in the direction of the sect to the south, sat down cross-legged, and slowly closed his eyes.

Everyone felt the spiritual energy surging wildly within the other person's body, and his "natal nascent soul" broke out of his body, and then he disintegrated in mid-air.

Before long, the aura on "Master Yuyang" dissipated, and he fell directly from the sky.

Having obtained the "storage artifact," Xia Mo immediately cast a spell to wrap up the corpse upon seeing this scene. She then nodded slightly to the people beside her and turned to leave.

Seeing the storage artifact in Xia Mo's hand, the "Black and White Duo" were still curious, but when the mysterious masked man beside them suddenly glanced over, they quickly looked away.

".."

After "True Man Yuyang" was defeated, the other Nascent Soul cultivators on the battlefield quickly sensed that something was wrong.

Before Xia Mo and the others could return to the battlefield, Jin Xuanyao, who had already noticed that his elder's aura had disappeared, secretly withdrew from the battlefield first.

Meanwhile, the remaining Nascent Soul cultivators of the Yunyang Sect, seeing Xia Mo leading the "Black and White Duo" brothers and an unfamiliar late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator to attack, lost their will to fight and chose to turn around and flee.

However, these people reacted a little too slowly, and most of them were still entangled with their respective opponents. They were unable to escape far before being caught by their own Nascent Soul cultivators.

In the end, apart from Jin Xuanyao who managed to escape, all three remaining Nascent Soul cultivators of the Yunyang Sect, including Yuyang Zhenren, died on the spot.

Meanwhile, several sects, including "Seven Luminaries Sect," "Xuanyuan Sect," and "Luosha Island," have formed an alliance with "Yunyang Sect."

Seeing that defeat was inevitable, they all chose to lead their followers to defect to the "Hundred Flowers Palace" side.

Faced with these former allies of the Yunyang Sect, Xia Mo did not choose to exterminate them all, but generously accepted their surrender.

With the enemy's encirclement and the defection of allies, the low-level cultivators fighting on the sea below quickly came to a conclusion.

As expected, apart from a very small number of lucky ones who managed to escape the battlefield, the "Yunyang Sect" army was almost completely wiped out.

In the end, this great war in the cultivation world of the East Sea, which had lasted for decades, came to an end with the "Yunyang Sect" suffering a great defeat at the hands of Jinlong Island.

"Hundred Flowers Palace" completely replaced its opponent and became the undisputed new overlord of the East Sea cultivation world.

After the battle, the sea was littered with floating corpses, and the entire sea turned crimson under the setting sun, resembling a scene from hell.

High in the sky, Xia Mo gave the order to clear the battlefield before flashing back to a beautifully crafted treasure ship not far away.

Inside the cabin, a masked man stood by the window, quietly watching the distant battlefield.

Only after Xia Mo walked in did the masked man slowly turn around, remove the mask from his face, and reveal his handsome features.

"Thanks to Fellow Daoist Song's help today, we were able to successfully wipe out the Yunyang Sect. Please accept Xia Mo's greeting."

"Fellow Daoist Xia, you are too kind. I had already promised you before, and I am only here to fulfill my promise. There is no need for such formalities."

Moreover, today's battle was entirely within the fairy's plan. I, Song, merely came to join in the fun; how dare I claim any credit?"

The masked man who finally stopped "Master Yuyang" was none other than Song Qingming, who had come to the East Sea to help after receiving a telepathic message from Xia Mo.

After choosing to ally with Xia Mo, Song Qingming waited for her to settle the matter, but that wait lasted for nearly thirty years.

During this period, the "Hundred Flowers Palace" and the "Yunyang Sect" fought more than a dozen battles. Regardless of the outcome, Xia Mo never sent a telepathic message to invite Song Qingming to help, as if she had forgotten about the matter.

It wasn't until several months ago, when she felt the time was ripe for a decisive battle, that she sent a telepathic message to Song Qingming, inviting him to the East Sea.

Ultimately, the outcome of this great battle was also exactly what Song Qingming had expected.

The "Hundred Flowers Palace" had been preparing for war for decades, but the "Yunyang Sect" suffered a crushing defeat in one battle.

If nothing unexpected happens, it's only a matter of time before the "Hundred Flowers Palace" dominates the entire cultivation world of the East Sea.

It must be said that Xia Mo's strategic performance in this battle was almost flawless; she even figured out all of "Master Yuyang's" trump cards.

The fact that the Yunyang Sect, a long-established overlord in the cultivation world of the East Sea, ultimately lost to the emerging Hundred Flowers Palace was not merely due to carelessness, but rather because their opponent was formidable enough.

As Xia Mo's last line of defense in this great battle, Song Qingming's absence would not affect the overall situation.

His appearance was merely the final nail driven into the already concluded "Yunyang Sect".

After inviting Song Qingming to sit down, Xia Mo conjured a "storage bag" with a flash of inspiration and handed it directly to him.

"I promised you back then that I would give you 10% of the profits from the shares every year. I've put all of that into the shares over the past 28 years."

There is also a token that only guest elders of this sect possess. With this token, Fellow Daoist Song can use the teleportation array to travel to the Thunder Origin Sea at any time without consuming spirit stones.

"Well then, I, Song, will not stand on ceremony with you, fairy."

When Xia Mo offered him the spirit stone bag, Song Qingming didn't stand on ceremony. He smiled and accepted it, hanging it on his waist.

Seeing that Song Qingming generously accepted the spirit stone, Xia Mo smiled and continued, "I heard that the people of Yunyang Sect owed you a Nascent Soul Pill back then."

Now that our sect has wiped them out, we will honor this Nascent Soul Pill.

However, the great battle is not yet over, so please be patient, Fellow Daoist Song. Once our sect has refined this pill, we will send a message to Crimson Cloud Mountain to inform you.”

Upon suddenly hearing Xia Mo mention his trip to the Yunyang Sect to exchange for the Nascent Soul Pill, Song Qingming was slightly surprised and quickly waved his hand with a smile:

"Hehe! I never expected that my old story with the Yunyang Sect would fall into the ears of the fairy. I am truly ashamed."

It is true that Yunyang Sect was not kind enough in this matter, but it has nothing to do with your sect. As the saying goes, every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt its debtor. How could I dare to hold you responsible for this?

Now that the Yunyang Sect has been destroyed, and I have long since let go of the matter of the Nascent Soul Pill, Fellow Daoist Xia is overthinking it!

The "Nurture Pill" that Yunyang Sect owed them back then was actually just a quota given by the other party, which still required spirit stones to obtain.

Although Song Qingming was unhappy at the time, now that the "Yunyang Sect" no longer exists, he naturally wouldn't take the matter to heart and immediately refused Xia Mo's kindness.

Seeing Song Qingming decline, Xia Mo thought for a moment and nodded slightly, saying, "Since Fellow Daoist Song says so, then I won't bring up this matter again."

However, although our two sects are located in different places, we will inevitably need to look out for each other. If Fellow Daoist Song needs any help in the future, please don't hesitate to ask.

"That's natural. Fairy and I are both at the late Nascent Soul stage, so I, Song, will have to visit you to learn from you. I will definitely visit you at Hundred Flowers Palace when I have time in the future."

"Oh, right, there's something else I'd like to trouble you with, fellow Daoist."

"Fellow Daoist Song, please speak frankly!"

Seeing Xia Mo looking at him seriously, Song Qingming immediately said that he wanted to cultivate in the sea area of ​​"Golden Dragon Island" for a period of time.

Upon hearing this, Xia Mo nodded slightly and quickly agreed.

To make things easier for Song Qingming, Xia Mo also summoned a Golden Core disciple from the Hundred Flowers Palace and asked her to stay on "Golden Dragon Island" to be at Song Qingming's beck and call.

The two chatted idly in the cabin for half a day before Song Qingming got up to say goodbye and followed the Golden Core Elder of the Hundred Flowers Palace back to the nearby Golden Dragon Island.

However, in order to avoid attracting attention, Song Qingming still wore a mask when he left.

Two days later, as the "Baihua Palace" army rested and continued south, the waters near Jinlong Island suddenly became quiet.

Located near the battlefield on the western side of the island, Song Qingming set up a large array to conceal his aura and then cast a spell to release a sound transmission talisman.

Before long, a dark shadow appeared in front of him in the night sky.

".."

Half a year later, one day a burst of bloody light suddenly appeared in the sky near "Golden Dragon Island", which immediately alarmed the dozens of cultivators guarding the surrounding area.

But before these people could find the vicinity, the strange phenomenon in the sky quickly disappeared, as if it had never appeared at all.

These garrison cultivators hurriedly reported this strange phenomenon to the Golden Core cultivators on the island, but nothing came of it, and no one dared to mention it again.

".."

High in the sky, thousands of miles west of "Golden Dragon Island", Song Qingming looked at Song Xuanfeng on the flying boat, and his eyes showed a hint of relief.

After several months of seclusion, Song Xuanfeng, with the help of the Yin Sha Qi left behind by many fallen cultivators on the "Golden Dragon Island" battlefield, successfully broke through to the third level of the Nascent Soul stage.

Considering that he was only a little over three hundred years old, yet his cultivation level was already close to that of Song Qingyu, who had cultivated for two hundred years longer than him, the demonic cultivation technique passed down to him by the "Crimson Origin Saint Demon" was indeed quite powerful.

With such a cultivation speed, Song Xuanfeng is very likely to advance to the late Nascent Soul stage in the future, just like him.

As for whether he will be fortunate enough to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, or even secretly ascend to the Upper Realm.

To be honest, even Song Qingming himself wasn't entirely confident about this, let alone Song Xuanfeng.

Once the flying boat had left the vicinity of "Golden Dragon Island", Song Qingming slowly withdrew his gaze and took out a white jade tablet from his person to examine it carefully.

This jade tablet was something Song Qingming found by chance a few months ago from a Golden Core cultivator of the Yunyang Sect. (End of Chapter)