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Upon hearing Wu Shaoqing’s words, the elders present all fell silent.
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In the council hall of the True Martial Sacred Ground, all the elders at the Empyrean ridian Realm, except for a few who were away, had gathered.
Xu Qingshan sat at the head of the table, his gaze deep and calm as he said, "The reason I’ve called you all here today is to discuss how to destroy the Yin-Yang Sect. If anyone has a good strategy, speak now."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Ruoxuan stood up and quickly said, "Vice-Lord, I don’t think we need to escalate this. Our sects had a fairly good relationship before all this."
"I agree. There’s no need to start a war with the Yin-Yang Sect," the Grand Elder added. "The Western Region has finally enjoyed a few centuries of peace, now is not the ti to throw it into chaos."
"Yes, the Yin-Yang Sect may not match us, but they still have so strength."
"I think so of you still haven’t understood sothing," Xu Qingshan said coldly, sweeping his gaze across the room. "I didn’t bring you here to ask whether we should destroy the Yin-Yang Sect. I brought you here to discuss how to destroy it. Wiping out the Yin-Yang Sect is an order. I will not tolerate any opposition. I am the leader of the True Martial Sacred Ground. My word is law. If anyone is unhappy, go report to the Elder Council. But right now, I will not hear dissent. If anyone defies this order in action, I will strip them of their Grand Elder status."
The room went quiet. Everyone understood that Xu Qingshan’s mind was made up, there would be no compromise this ti.
"Vice-Lord, to wipe out the Yin-Yang Sect, we may not have enough strength ourselves," the Fourth Grand Elder said. "We may need to awaken the Supre Elder. But doing so would drain his lifespan heavily, I urge you to reconsider."
Before he even finished, the Fifth Elder stepped forward and said, "I actually know soone. If he’s willing to help, we might not need to disturb the Supre Elder at all."
"Who?" Xu Qingshan asked with interest.
"The Sword Sage Aohan, the Proud and Cold)," the Fifth Elder replied.
At the ntion of this na, long-buried mories surfaced in many minds.
"If i Aohan is willing to act, it’s very possible we could annihilate the Yin-Yang Sect," the Third Elder said after a pause. "But he lives in seclusion on Hundred Flowers Peak and hasn't appeared in years. Who knows if he’ll agree."
"Leave that to ," Xu Qingshan said. "Everyone else, prepare. In three days, we march on the Yin-Yang Sect."
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The na i Aohan was little known within the True Martial Sacred Ground because he had lived in seclusion on Hundred Flowers Peak and never made a public appearance.
Technically, i Aohan was not even a mber of the sacred ground.
Back in the day, he had been a peak Empyrean ridian Realm powerhouse, his “Proud Snow Sword Art” famous across the continent.
But his arrogant and domineering nature made him many enemies.
One day, those enemies banded together to ambush him, over ten Empyrean ridian experts attacked at once.
Even though i Aohan managed to fight his way out through sheer strength, he was seriously injured.
At that ti, Xu Qingshan had just taken over as Vice-Lord. The previous leader had stepped down to pursue enlightennt and worldly experiences to reach the God ridian Realm.
Before leaving, Sacred Lord Xiao left her daughter, Xiao Zixian, in the sect.
While out exploring, Xiao Zixian stumbled upon the injured i Aohan.
The story may sound dramatic, but that’s how it happened. She saved his life, and during his recovery, the two fell in love.
Once healed, i Aohan gave up his path of martial cultivation to live in seclusion with Xiao Zixian on Hundred Flowers Peak. Since then, they had remained hidden from the world.
Xu Qingshan made a personal trip to Hundred Flowers Peak. No one knew what was said between them.
But in those three days, while the disciples of the True Martial Sacred Ground felt little change, the elders sensed the tension in the air, a storm was coming.
And just like that, the three days passed in a flash.
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The morning sunlight bathed the sky in golden hues. The early autumn breeze whispered through the trees.
Within the Yin-Yang Sect, everything was business as usual. So disciples practiced combat techniques, others cultivated their inner energy, and so trained with boulders strapped to their backs.
Suddenly, BOOM!
A thunderous explosion shattered the peace above the sect.
It was like lightning had cracked open the sky, everyone's heart skipped a beat.
All heads turned upward, where over a hundred figures stood in the air above the clouds.
Each figure radiated spiritforce, their auras surging, filling the heavens with overwhelming might.
They floated high above like gods of legend, looking down indifferently at the disciples below, re ants in their eyes.
Many disciples gulped in fear. There were over a hundred of them, and each one had revealed their True Fate.
To display one's True Fate, one had to be at least in the Imperial ridian Realm, and among these figures, more than a dozen felt even more profound and terrifying.
"Are those Empyrean ridian Realm experts?" a disciple whispered in disbelief. "Over a dozen Empyrean ridian experts… more than a hundred Imperial ridian experts… are they going to tear the sky apart?"
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"Where is the Sect Master of the Yin-Yang Sect, Wu Shaoqing?" a thunderous voice rang out from the sky.
The voice carried spiritual power, echoing across the entire sect.
Wu Shaoqing quickly appeared with a group of elders, rising into the sky to face the army from the True Martial Sacred Ground.
"Do you really want to go down this path of mutual destruction, Vice-Lord Xu?" Wu Shaoqing asked bitterly.
"After today, there will be no more Yin-Yang Sect," Xu Qingshan stood at the front, his green robe fluttering in the wind. His tone was icy and indifferent.
"We have no desire to fight the True Martial Sacred Ground," Wu Shaoqing shook her head. "This is all my fault. I am willing to take my own life before the sect gate. I only ask that you spare the innocent."
With those words, she drew a powerful Universe-grade sword. Her long hair floated in the wind. She looked toward the True Martial Sacred Ground, waiting for Xu Qingshan’s reply.
"This happened because of . If soone must die, it should be ," a voice interrupted.
Chu Yang erged from within the sect.
His slender fra tilted slightly as he looked up at the vast sky. His face was pale, but his eyes were resolute.
"Why did you co out?" Wu Shaoqing’s face changed. She snapped, "Go back!"
"Sect Master Wu, I’ve lived my life only seeking a clear conscience," Chu Yang looked at her and said firmly. "If you die for while I crawl away in sha, I’ll carry that guilt for the rest of my life. I do not fear death."
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