Chapter 220

Under the crisis, she also displayed the decisiveness and boldness of a generation of heroic women!

"Swear to defend Bright Peak to the death!"

"Fight to the bitter end!"

Although his heart was still filled with unease and anxiety, under Dai Dai Qisi's encouragement and the atmosphere of shared hatred for the enemy.

The people of the Neideming Sect inside the main hall also drew their weapons, roaring in unison, their eyes filled with the intent to die!

Dai Dai Qisi hesitated no longer, took the first step, and rushed out of the main hall!

Xie Xiaofeng, Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, Yin Tianzheng, the Five Scattered Ones, and others followed closely behind!

Zhang Wuji, though not of the Ming Sect, seeing the sect in trouble, recalled the instructions of his sworn father Xie Xun and the Ming Sect elders who had once helped him.

After a moment's hesitation, he gritted his teeth and followed!

The crowd rushed out of the council hall and arrived at the square on Bright Peak.

In the distance, at the various passes below the mountain, flames already reached the sky, and killing cries shook the wild!

Countless disciples of various sects, dressed in colorful attire, like a tide, from all directions, crazily surged toward the summit of Bright Peak!

Sword light and blade flashes flickered, blood and severed limbs flew through the air!

In the air hung a thick scent of blood and a grim atmosphere of slaughter!

"Kill! Kill all these demons and thieves of the Mo Sect!"

"Execute Heaven's will! Remove the harm from the Wu Lin!"

"Seize the Dragon-Slaying Treasure Blade! Command the world!"

Waves of roaring filled with slaughter and greed constantly rose from below the mountain!

Among those ordinary Men Sect disciples, there were also figures of powerful aura and agile forms, top-tier experts!

The Emei Sect Master, holding the Heaven-Slaying Sword, with a face like cold frost, Abbess Mie Jue!

The Wu Dangpai's eldest disciple, acting as Sect Master, steady as a mountain, Song Yuanqiao, and the six heroes of Wu Dang behind him!

The master of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect, with uncanny movement, the embroidery needle used with divine skill, neither male nor female, Dongfang Bubai!

There were also many swordsmen of the Divine Sword Shanzhuang, and experts of the Full Moon Shanzhuang!

Not one of these people was not a top figure famous throughout the Jianghu, whose stomp could shake a region!

Each of them possessed at least Grandmaster Realm cultivation base, and there were even those of the Great Grandmaster Realm!

So many experts gathered together, joining forces to besiege, their momentum was so great that any Wulinmen Sect would be left in despair!

Dai Dai Qisi looked at the enemies below the mountain, dense like a locust swarm passing through, and those top-tier experts with powerful auras.

Her heart sank slightly.

Although she had absolute confidence in the strength of her mysterious master.

She also calculated the time; even with full effort, Island Lord Ning Chuan traveling from Peach Blossom Island in the East Sea to this Bright Peak would likely still need a day or two.

And with the current situation, Bright Peak could likely not even hold out for a day!

Could it be that today is truly the end of the Neideming Sect?!

She exchanged a glance with Xie Xiaofeng beside her, and both saw a trace of solemnity and determination in the other's eyes.

At this point, there was no retreat!

Only... fight to the death!

"Kill——!!!"

Dai Dai Qisi cried out sharply, took the first step, and transformed into a purple streak of light, rushing down the mountain to fight!

A fiercely brutal battle, with rivers of blood flowing, instantly erupted atop Bright Peak!

"Dongfang Bubai! Your Sun and Moon Divine Sect was originally a branch of our Neideming Sect! Today, you dare to betray the main sect and aid the wicked?!"

The Green-Winged Bat King, Wei Yixiao, his form like a ghost, fought fiercely with the figure in red robes, neither male nor female, Dongfang Bubai, shouting angrily.

His uncanny Ice Soft Palm constantly clashed with Dongfang Bubai's lightning-fast embroidery needle in the air, producing a sound that made teeth ache.

Dongfang Bubai let out a strange laugh, charming to the bone yet carrying a cold killing intent:

"Giggle... Bat King Wei, you are mistaken."

"A good bird chooses a tree to perch on; a wise minister chooses a lord to serve."

"This Sect Master now, having received orders from the Iron-Blooded Divine Marquis of the Great Ming's Dragon Protection Shanzhuang, has come to incorporate you mob!"

"If you are sensible, surrender obediently; otherwise, do not blame this Sect Master's embroidery needle for not recognizing old ties!"

Both their movements were top-tier in the world, so fast they dazzled the eyes; in an instant, they had exchanged dozens of moves, unable to distinguish high or low.

On the other side, the Emei Sect Master, Abbess Mie Jue, held that peerlessly sharp, cold-light-shooting Heaven-Slaying Sword.

She was locked in a fierce battle with the Left Guardian of Bright Peak, Yang Xiao.

"Yang Xiao! You demon sect thief! The grudge of killing my senior brother Gu Hongzi back then! Today, I will settle it with you!"

Abbess Mie Jue's eyes were filled with deep hatred; relying on the sharpness of the Heaven-Slaying Sword and the exquisite Sword Technique of the Emei Sect.

Amidst the crisscrossing sword qi, cold light flickered, its power unparalleled, and she could actually fight Yang Xiao, who was of the Great Grandmaster Realm, to a standstill!

And Xie Xiaofeng, this towering hero, was now surrounded by Song Yuanqiao and the other six heroes of the Wu Dangpai, using that exquisite True Martial Seven-Interception Sword Array.

"Hero Xie! You are a hero famous throughout the world; why do you collude with these demons and thieves of the Mo Sect and aid the wicked?!"

Song Yuanqiao, while waving the long sword in his hand, pleaded with a heart full of pain.

In his view, a figure like Xie Xiaofeng should not associate with the Neideming Sect, this "Mo Sect."

Upon hearing this, Xie Xiaofeng merely snorted coldly and paid no attention.

The Flying Dragon Eighteen Palms in his hand became even more mighty and domineering; with every palm strike, it carried the sound of Long Yin that shook heaven and earth, forcing the six heroes of Wu Dang to retreat repeatedly, crying out in distress.

Although he did not agree with some of the Neideming Sect's conduct, since he had promised Brother Ning Chuan to assist Dai Dai Qisi in stabilizing the situation, he would keep his word and never retreat from the battlefield!

On Bright Peak, people were like mountains and seas, killing cries shook the sky, and blood flowed like a river!

Various Jianghu factions, each with their own motives, joined the great battle to besiege Bright Peak.

Some did so in the name of "upholding heaven's justice and eradicating demons to defend the Dao."

Others sought to seize the Dragon-Slaying Blade, the symbol of the "Supreme of the Wu Lin."

Some aimed to swallow the Ming Cult's territories and forces to strengthen themselves.

And some simply came to profit from the chaos, hoping to make a sudden fortune.

The entire scene had descended into utter chaos!

As time passed, the situation for the Ming Cult side grew increasingly dire.

After all, they faced enemies several times their number, among whom were many top-tier experts.

Even Dai Dai Qisi and Xie Xiaofeng, two Grand Masters of the highest caliber, began to feel overwhelmed under the assault of so many experts, and wounds started appearing on their bodies.

Other high-ranking members of the Ming Cult suffered heavy casualties and were forced into a retreat, step by step.

Bright Peak was on the verge of falling!

Dai Dai Qisi looked upon the gruesome scene before her, and at the Ming Cult disciples constantly collapsing into pools of blood.

Her heart was filled with powerlessness and despair.

She murmured to herself, "If only... if only the Master were here..."

She felt a deep melancholy; alas, the Master was far away on Taohuadao in the Eastern Sea, and even if he received the news, it would likely take several days for him to arrive.

And Bright Peak... would likely not even be able to hold out for a few more hours.

She glanced at Xie Xiaofeng beside her, who was still fighting fiercely, his body drenched in blood.

A thought of retreat took root in her heart.

She prepared to join forces with Xie Xiaofeng to carve a bloody path out, temporarily withdrawing from Bright Peak to preserve some of their remaining strength, and wait for the Master's arrival before planning a counterattack.

Just as she was about to convey this decision to Xie Xiaofeng.

Suddenly!

"Roar—!!!!!"

A dragon's roar, brimming with boundless majesty and domineering power, as if capable of shattering the firmament and piercing the Nine Nether, suddenly came from the distant sky like divine thunder from the heavens!

Immediately following, an indescribably terrifying pressure, like a tangible tide, descended from above!

In an instant, it engulfed the entire Bright Peak!