After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

Lin Fengmian and Honglian stepped into the main hall side by side.

The moment the palace doors opened, the arguing seemed to be abruptly silenced, as if gripped by an invisible hand.

Dozens of eyes turned to the entrance. When the elders saw the figure in blue robes, many of them showed a complex sense of apprehension.

After all, everyone in the Hehuan Sect knows Lin Fengmian's fearsome reputation.

Lin Fengmian walked calmly into the main hall, his gaze sweeping over the entire room without any politeness.

The Hehuan Sect is divided into thirty-six peaks, and those sitting in the hall at this moment are almost all the peak masters of each peak.

Due to the unique nature of the Hehuan Sect's cultivation methods, over 90% of these peak masters and elders are women.

Looking around, a magnificent scene unfolds before my eyes, filled with the vibrant energy of birdsong.

The woman on the left, wearing a light green dress, has a slender figure like a willow and eyes full of spring; she is clearly an expert in practicing the Hehuan Kung Fu.

The woman on the right, dressed in purple, had such a full chest that it almost burst her clothes, yet she possessed a dignified and aloof face.

The two qualities blend together, creating a unique flavor;

Looking further on, there were voluptuous and charming women, elegant and refined women, and aloof and proud women… although they were still somewhat inferior to the beautiful wives beside him.

But individually, each of them would be a goddess-level figure who could drive countless male cultivators crazy.

Lin Fengmian clicked his tongue in admiration.

Truly worthy of being called the Joyful Union Sect!

Spending time in this environment makes me feel much better.

His looking around curiously naturally caught Chu Qingyi's eye.

The woman in white sitting in the main seat maintained her aloof and cold expression, but inwardly she couldn't help but sigh softly.

That little devil...

Lin Fengmian's gaze met Chu Qingyi's.

Seeing that her breathing was steady and her face was no longer as pale as it had been a few days ago, he knew that the Ice Heart Soul-Gathering Grass had taken effect and her injuries had temporarily stabilized.

He thought to himself: If he used his pure Yang essence to heal her, the effect would definitely be better.

However… I don’t want to resolve the issues between her and me so quickly. After all, some barriers can’t be overcome immediately.

"That's enough!"

Chu Qingyi's cold voice suddenly rang out, like a bucket of ice water poured over someone's head, instantly silencing all the arguments in the hall.

She slowly rose to her feet, her Nascent Soul stage aura inadvertently emanating from her, like an invisible mountain pressing down on everyone's hearts.

The elders, who had been arguing heatedly just moments before, all tensed up and unconsciously fell silent and lowered their heads.

Chu Qingyi's sharp gaze swept across the entire room, her tone leaving no room for argument:

"Our Hehuan Sect cannot sit idly by and wait for its demise."

She paused, her voice, though soft, reached everyone's ears clearly:

"Pass down the order! From this moment forward, Elder Luo will lead his elite disciples in a preemptive strike."

"Eliminate the strongholds of the Heavenly Sword Sect and Yinshan Palace surrounding our sect, re-establish communication with the outside world, and bring our sect's scattered disciples back to the sect!"

"At the same time, dispatch reliable elders to secretly escort the resource transport teams, ensuring that all sect expenses are not affected!"

"This is a critical moment for the survival of our sect. I hope everyone will unite and work together to overcome this difficult time!"

The people in the hall exchanged glances. Although some hesitated, no one dared to utter a word of rebuttal under Chu Qingyi's oppressive aura.

"Yes! I will obey the Supreme Elder's decree!"

Dozens of voices responded in unison, echoing throughout the hall.

Chu Qingyi gave the order and immediately carried it out!

Subsequently, led by Honglian, the peak masters and elders of the Hehuan Sect quickly assembled and surged out of the main hall with murderous intent.

Lin Fengmian naturally mingled in the group—how ​​could such a lively scene be complete without him?

The night was deep, and the moonlight was like water.

A hundred miles outside the Hehuan Sect, in a rolling hilly area, over a thousand people had quietly gathered.

Led by Elder Luo of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and supported by forces from the Yinshan Palace and the Heavenly Demon Sect. But at this moment,

These people all had reluctance and exhaustion written on their faces, and their morale was extremely low.

"Elder Tang, what are we doing this for? Are we just going to stand here like idiots and waste our time?"

An elder from Yinshan Palace couldn't help but complain, his voice full of resentment.

"That's right! The Heavenly Star Alliance just talks, and we have to risk our lives here, with so many brothers dying in the process."

Someone nearby echoed his sentiment, angrily slamming down the wine bowl in their hand.

"Those big shots up there are all they do is shout for war and bloodshed, but it's us lowly folks who are dying!"

Several of the team leaders were also sitting around a bonfire.

They clinked glasses and drank to drown their sorrows.

Everyone was seething with anger and felt incredibly frustrated.

They originally thought that taking down Lin Fengmian and crushing the Hehuan Sect would be a piece of cake.

But after the crushing defeat last time, everyone was terrified and awakened, and no one dared to underestimate this seemingly weak sect again.

But they had orders from above and dared not disobey, so they could only grit their teeth and wait it out, caught in a dilemma.

Elder Luo of the Heavenly Sword Sect sighed, raising his wine cup to take another sip—

Suddenly, his hand holding the wine glass froze.

Because at that moment, he felt the ground beneath his feet tremble slightly.

No, that's not right! That wasn't an earthquake—

That was the resonance of a large number of cultivators flying in at the same time!

Elder Luo's pupils contracted sharply, and he abruptly stood up, looking into the distance!

In the darkness of night, hundreds of streaks of light rushed toward the camp like a meteor shower, moving at an astonishing speed!

Each streak of light emanated a chilling spiritual pressure, with the leading azure light resembling a sharp sword, piercing straight towards the core of the camp!

"Enemy attack—! It's the Hehuan Sect!"

He screamed, his voice distorted with terror.

However, it was too late!

brush!

A cold glint flashed in Honglian's beautiful eyes, and she swung her jade hand down!

"Let's do it!"

At a single command, the elite troops of the Hehuan Sect, who had been lying in ambush, instantly charged out from all directions!

Twelve peak masters, nine elders, and more than two hundred true disciples descended like divine soldiers, surrounding the camp!

Lin Fengmian took the lead, giving his opponent no time to react, and unleashed a domineering Nine Yang Divine Seal!

boom!

A golden sun appeared out of nowhere, its intense light illuminating the night as bright as day!

The golden sun, carrying a devastating force, crashed down on the center of the camp!

"ah--!"

"Help--!"

A cacophony of screams erupted instantly! Flames soared into the sky, and debris flew everywhere. With just one strike, the enemy ranks were thrown into chaos, suffering heavy casualties!

"The Joyous Union Sect is mighty! Kill!"

Seeing Lin Fengmian's ferocity, the Hehuan Sect members were filled with overwhelming momentum, like tigers descending from the mountain, and charged fiercely into the enemy formation!

A great battle is about to break out!

The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect were, after all, from a prestigious and righteous family. Although they were caught off guard by the attack, their reaction was surprisingly quick.

Dozens of disciples quickly gathered, forming the "Heavenly Gang Sword Formation" that the Heavenly Sword Sect was famous for, with Elder Luo at the center.

One after another, flying swords soared into the air, their sword light weaving into a dense, impenetrable net, attempting to withstand the Hehuan Sect's offensive.