Mo Xie's body stiffened, feeling a bone-chilling cold all over. Just now, Lin Feng didn't even dodge, clearly luring him on purpose.
However, this shadow had never appeared before. How did Lin Feng know about it?
"Senior."
Mo Xie called out to the shadow but didn't dare to move, fearing that any movement would provoke the shadow to strike.
"It is a disgrace for the sect to have a corrupt elder like you."
A voice echoed from the void, followed by a flash of emerald light, swift as lightning.
No figure was seen, only the light.
When the light dissipated, the owner of the shadow finally appeared.
Draped in a black robe, as if trying to hide himself in the darkness, he now held an emerald dagger in his hand. At the tip of the dagger, fresh blood dripped continuously.
That blood was naturally Mo Xie's.
Mo Xie still maintained his standing posture, motionless.
His eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that he was killed without even a chance to move.
Only now did blood seep from his throat, and his body fell straight down.
"Never thought that this strike would be used on an elder of my own sect. Truly tragic."
The old man in the black robe muttered, his voice filled with desolation.
"Old Master Kong."
Lin Feng called out to the old man in the black robe. The shadow in the void was none other than Old Master Kong, the guardian of the Heavenly Precipice Cliff.
"How did you know I was here?"
Old Master Kong nodded at Lin Feng, asking with a puzzled tone. He possessed a shadow martial soul, and when he used it, only a shadow appeared, not a person. Moreover, he hadn't revealed himself, yet Lin Feng somehow knew he was there and deliberately lured Mo Xie.
"Perception."
Lin Feng answered calmly. In the state of releasing his martial soul, he didn't see the world with his eyes but with his mind and heart.
The gray world was imprinted clearly in his mind, as if he were the master of the world, and everything around him was crystal clear.
Although Old Master Kong was only a shadow, he was still detected by Lin Feng.
He immediately understood that the shadowy expert who had appeared for him before was still protecting him.
Old Master Kong's eyes flickered, and he nodded.
"Lin Feng, you are the most talented young man I have ever seen. If you can survive this, I hope that one day, the Cloud Sea Sect can be reborn."
Old Master Kong's tone was tinged with a sense of decline. As the guardian of the sect, he was responsible for protecting the Cloud Sea Sect, but today, it was about to be destroyed.
"If I survive, I will rebuild the Cloud Sea Sect in the future."
Lin Feng nodded heavily. This was his promise to the old man, but first, he had to survive.
Duan Tianlang would not let him live.
"Slash."
A fierce cry echoed from above, and blood splattered as a gray-robed old man killed one of the Cloud Sea Sect's elders.
"Kong Ming, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
The man stepped forward, descending from the air, facing Old Master Kong, his fighting spirit burning.
Old Master Kong said nothing, his body trembling slightly, transforming into a stream of light, and his figure disappeared, leaving only a shadow on the ground.
At this moment, a figure in the void stared at Mo Xie's corpse with a bloodthirsty gaze, filled with endless hatred.
"Cloud Sea Sect, I, Mo Canglan, have done so much for you, yet in the end, you killed my only son."
A疯狂的神色 flashed in Mo Canglan's eyes. His gaze shifted to Nangong Ling, who was battling Duan Tianlang, and the flames of hatred burned fiercely.
"Die." Mo Canglan roared in his heart, leaping through the void to Nangong Ling's side. Nangong Ling, fully engaged in the battle with Duan Tianlang, didn't notice Mo Xie, let alone expect Mo Canglan to attack him.
A vicious palm strike landed directly on Nangong Ling, sending him under Duan Tianlang's sword.
Sword light flashed, and blood gushed out. Nangong Ling's left arm was severed.
"Mo... Cang... Lan!"
Falling to the ground, Nangong Ling didn't even look at his severed left arm, only staring at Mo Canglan, who had delivered the fatal blow, the elder who had always been by his side.
"It's you who * me." Mo Canglan glanced at Mo Xie's corpse, saying coldly.
Nangong Ling also saw Mo Xie's corpse, his wounds, and the fighting Old Master Kong.
Mo Xie had been killed by the hidden Old Master Kong.
Nangong Ling could guess what had happened.
"Good kill."
Nangong Ling's expression was cold, scanning the surroundings. The elders of the Cloud Sea Sect were all at a disadvantage, while the enemy still had many who hadn't joined the battle, only blocking those trying to escape.
"Everyone in the Cloud Sea Sect, gather around me."
Nangong Ling leaped to the life-and-death platform and shouted loudly.
Hearing Nangong Ling's words, everyone broke free from their opponents and gathered on the highest life-and-death platform, joining Nangong Ling.
Apart from Nangong Ling's severed arm, many others were also injured. Their eyes were bloodshot and icy cold, filled with a killing frenzy.
Lin Feng stood quietly behind the crowd, deeply moved by this tragic scene.
"Do you know what to do?"
Nangong Ling's hands dripped with blood, but his gaze was resolute, looking at Duan Tianlang and the others.
All the Cloud Sea Sect members nodded silently, understanding Nangong Ling's meaning without words.
"Old Master Bei, he's yours."
Nangong Ling's gaze turned to Old Master Bei, his expression heavy.
Old Master Bei nodded heavily. He possessed a crane martial soul, and among the crowd, his lightness and speed were the best.
Old Master Bei then came to Lin Feng's side, releasing his martial soul, spreading his wings, and tightly gripping Lin Feng's arm.
Lin Feng's pupils constricted. He finally understood Nangong Ling's intention. They...
The eyes of the sect elders all fell on Lin Feng, filled with various complex emotions, but they all shared a common element—hope!
Everyone looked at Lin Feng with a glimmer of hope. Lin Feng represented their hope, the hope of the Cloud Sea Sect.
Feeling a heavy weight, Lin Feng's heart was burdened as if a mountain were pressing down on his back, threatening to crush him.
These sect elders were willing to sacrifice their lives to save Lin Feng's life, using the lives of so many strong individuals to save his.
Even if they succeeded and saved Lin Feng's life, they would never know what the future held or what Lin Feng would do. How could their gazes not be complex and heavy?
Among the crowd, only Nangong Ling didn't look at Lin Feng. His gaze remained fixed ahead.
"Someone gives me a drop of water, I repay them with a flood."
For a young man who could say such words, what more could he doubt? His only concern was how to ensure Lin Feng's survival.
"Go."
At this moment, Nangong Ling shouted, leaping into the air.
All the Cloud Sea Sect elders moved at the same time, following Nangong Ling. This step was a lifetime.
"The sect falls in my hands, I, Nangong Ling, am unworthy of the Cloud Sea Sect."
A powerful aura erupted from Nangong Ling, and his body charged straight into the intercepting experts without hesitation or restraint. This was a strike that poured out his entire life.
"You're courting death."
Several shouts echoed, and dazzling sword light devoured everything, accompanied by a thunderous roar. Nangong Ling's figure turned to dust, vanishing in the wind.
The youngest sect master in the history of the Cloud Sea Sect, fallen!
No one mourned, no one shouted. The Cloud Sea Sect elders watched calmly as Nangong Ling's fate, and they all stepped forward at the same time, unleashing their most powerful attacks. The space became wildly chaotic, and the heavens seemed to roll.
Facing the fearless attacks of these elders, the interceptors dodged, not wanting to die.
"Kill!"
"Kill, kill, kill..."
The cold wind was bone-chilling. The Cloud Sea Sect elders were solemn, unleashing their full strength, charging at the enemy with no defense and no retreat.
Watching the elders charge with their final strikes, their bodies falling helplessly from the sky, Lin Feng didn't blink. Each falling life looked back at him before dying, and Lin Feng wanted them to see him clearly.
"Go."
Old Master Bei finally moved, his body like a mountain, and when he moved, it was like a thunderclap. His body shot into the sky like a streak of light.
The flapping of the crane's wings made the air currents wildly turbulent, and the strong wind was like a knife, cutting into Lin Feng's body, mirroring the pain in his heart.
"Want to run?"
A cold snort echoed, and a sharp sword aura shone brilliantly in the sky, wielded by the old man who followed Duan Tianlang.
"Absolute Shadow—Kill."
A light voice echoed from the void, and a tiny emerald light appeared in the sword light, but no one ignored its brilliance.
The shadow martial soul was born for assassination. When it moved, it took a life.
"You dare." The old man with the giant sword's face changed, and he roared, his powerful sword light colliding with the emerald light. The collision seemed to instantly engulf the other, but after this strike, the giant sword's luster dimmed, and the old man's breathing became heavy, with blood seeping from a wound in his chest.
The shadow in the void also appeared, his arm and the emerald dagger disappearing.
Old Master Bei didn't even glance at this side, his wings trembling violently as he soared into the sky.