Chapter 410: Chapter 409: Situation Reversed
Nangong, however, was unconvinced. "Maybe that Ancestor Mo has already fled," he said scornfully.
"Impossible! If he had fled, he wouldn’t have let these Mo Sect mbers resist to the death," Ye Fan imdiately retorted. In his view, it was impossible for Ancestor Mo to have fled; he was most likely brewing an even bigger conspiracy, and Ye Fan had to be on guard.
After cleaning up the aftermath, Ye Fan led his subordinates up step by step.
However, at that very mont, a sharp voice echoed through the air.
"King of Heaven, you truly dare to invade our Mo Sect Base? Are you not afraid of death?"
The resonant voice, laced with True Qi, reached Ye Fan from a distance.
Ye Fan imdiately replied, "Afraid of death? Your Mo Sect doesn’t pose that kind of threat."
"Is that so, King of Heaven? Your decision is a foolish one. The Mo Sect has a thousand-year legacy; why would we fear a brash young pup like you? You will all soon understand the true aning of despair."
As soon as these words were spoken, the mbers of the Heavenly King Hall were stunned. Could it be that we’re really surrounded?
Ye Fan turned to Tiancan and asked, "What’s the situation?"
Tiancan hurriedly replied, "Chief, this is bad! The latest satellite maps show a large number of troops converging on our position, forming an encirclent."
"What?" Ye Fan’s expression instantly turned cold.
He then asked, "How many are there?"
"Three tis our number."
"Why should we fear them?" Nangong declared, his voice brimming with confidence. "If one cos, I’ll kill one. If two co, I’ll kill a pair. If a troop cos, I’ll slaughter a hundred!"
At this mont, Ye Fan spoke up. "Do not be afraid. Quickly prepare our defenses. As long as you can hold out for one hour, reinforcents will arrive."
"Reinforcents!"
The senior leaders were shocked. They hadn’t expected reinforcents at a ti like this, especially since their entire force was already deployed. Who could these so-called reinforcents possibly be? They all looked at Ye Fan in amazent, but he simply maintained a mysterious air, leaving them even more puzzled.
"Alright, we can definitely hold on for an hour!" Gongsun Chou shouted.
The many Martial Artists of the Heavenly King Hall also voiced their resolve. If they couldn’t hold on for a single hour, they wouldn’t deserve to be called elite disciples of the Heavenly King Hall.
Ye Fan declared, "Good. That’s the plan. I’m going to slay Ancestor Mo first. You all hold the line."
"Do you need my help?" Nangong asked Ye Fan.
Ye Fan smiled. "No need. It’s just one re Ancestor Mo."
He imdiately vanished into the night, heading toward the place where the voice had faded.
Sure enough, torches and troops soon appeared on the outskirts of the base. These were the Mo Sect’s external reinforcents.
Just then, Nangong looked at the flickering fires and exclaid excitedly, "Brothers, defend the base!"
Although he desperately wanted to charge out and fight to his heart’s content, he was not an irrational man. At this mont, he suppressed his own desire for the thrill of the slaughter and chose to protect the base. The interior had already been cleared by them, so the enemy’s hope for a coordinated attack from within and without was an impossibility.
Even though they held a fortified position, they couldn’t forget that the enemy still outnumbered them threefold—a truly terrifying number. Clearly, this force was larger than they had ever imagined.
"These people dare to help the Mo Sect. Once the Mo Sect falls, their doomsday will follow," Gongsun Chou said coldly.
Finally, the two forces collided and a fierce, large-scale battle between Martial Artists erupted.
While everyone else held the line, Nangong, the Fighting Maniac, unexpectedly charged back into the enemy crowd. He left a trail of corpses in his wake. The enemy soldiers didn’t even dare to engage him, terrified of this man who resembled a Demon King.
「...」
anwhile, Ye Fan followed the trail of the voice he had heard earlier.
Just then, the voice rang out again from the night sky.
"You want to find
and then eliminate ?"
Ye Fan called out, "Since you won’t show yourself, I have no choice but to force you out. You have remarkable patience, watching your own disciples be slaughtered without lifting a finger."
The voice replied, "Every disaster is a rebirth from the ashes, and this ti is no exception. It is their destiny, the tribulation they must endure. Only by growing in the midst of despair can they beco stronger."
Ye Fan ignored him, instead continuing his search for any sign of Ancestor Mo. As long as he killed Ancestor Mo, the Mo Sect would be well and truly finished.
However, the old fox was too cunning. He released his aura, seemingly trying to lure Ye Fan to a specific location.
Ye Fan remained on high alert. Finally, he arrived at the highest peak on the Mo Sect Base. Here stood the ruins of ancient buildings. It seed a great battle had once taken place here, destroying everything.
At that mont, a black shadow flashed past. Ye Fan dodged swiftly, his fingers clamping down on two poison needles that had been aid at his eyes. He tossed the needles aside and turned to see a dark figure standing atop a ruined stone pillar.
He glanced again and saw another figure standing on a different ruined pillar.
There are more!
Ye Fan was profoundly shocked to see there were five people in total.
Wasn’t Ancestor Mo just one person? Why are there five of them? This is completely beyond my expectations. What’s even more terrifying is that all five are Supres. A force like that could crush anything. It seems the world has been deceived; Ancestor Mo isn’t a single person, but five. Are these the fabled Five Ancestors of Mo?
He hadn’t anticipated that Ancestor Mo would be five people instead of one, each with comparable strength. For him, the pressure was imnse.
He spoke, his voice steady. "So you aren’t one person, but five!"
"Indeed. A pity you realized it too late," one of the shadows replied.
"The world knows that the strongest individual in our Mo Sect is Ancestor Mo. What they don’t know is that we, the Five Ancestors of Mo, each represent a different poison!"
"We are also known as the Mo Sect’s Five Poisons!" another shadow added.
Ye Fan’s voice was cold. "The Mo Sect’s Five Poisons? How audacious."
"Tonight is destined to be a night of slaughter, boy," the shadow facing him remarked. "Have you decided how you’re going to die?"
In their view, the outco was already certain. One of them might not be able to defeat Ye Fan, but five of them? All five were top-tier experts. The Mo Sect had flourished for a thousand years, and they were its five most ancient ancestors.
Ye Fan retorted, "Die? I’ve never once thought about how I’ll die. Because the only ones dying tonight are you!"
"Such arrogant words. Even with your extraordinary talent, you face five of us, not one. Throughout history, countless geniuses have fallen at our hands. You will soon beco just another one of them," that shadow told Ye Fan.
Hearing this, Ye Fan smiled faintly. "Oh? In that case, let
see just how capable the Mo Sect’s Five Poisons truly are!"
Facing five Supre-Level old foxes, Ye Fan felt an unprecedented pressure. But at this mont, he knew that giving it his all was his only chance of victory.
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