Chapter 821

Looking at Yu Mo and the other two standing in the air, Chen Qingyu and the other Qingyun Sect Saints all had ugly expressions and gritted their teeth; some even couldn't help but roar.

"Where are our ancestors?"

Regarding this, Yu Mo smiled indifferently.

"Since the three of us have appeared here, is there still a need to ask?"

"You..."

Even though they had guessed it in their hearts, when they truly heard the answer, the Qingyun Sect group still found it hard to accept.

How could it be? How could the ancestors have been defeated?

Everyone knew what losing a Great Saint Realm ancestor meant for the sect.

The reason the four major sects were able to stand above the many sects of the Eastern Continent was precisely because they had Great Saint Realm ancestors.

Once they lost the Great Saint Realm ancestor to hold the fort, the Qingyun Sect would instantly fall out of the ranks of the four major sects.

"I..."

Someone wanted to take action and fight to the death, but Chen Qingyu on the side hurriedly pulled them back.

Now that their own ancestors had died in battle, continuing to fight had no chance of winning; it was no different from a moth flying into a flame.

The battle had reached its conclusion.

"Speak, what does your Daoyi Sect want?"

Chen Qingyu asked Facing Qi Xiong with a gloomy and ugly expression, while Facing Qi Xiong had a smile on his face.

He was just about to speak, but Yu Mo spoke first.

"Get lost. The old man and Jiangshan and Peng Yun could be considered to have had a lifetime of friendship; today, the two of them used their own lives to protect your Qingyun Sect."

Once Yu Mo said this, Facing Qi Xiong was stunned for a moment, but didn't say much; since the Uncle-Master had spoken, what else could he do?

And Chen Qingyu gave Yu Mo a deep look, then acted decisively and led his people away directly.

At a time like this, spouting harsh words would clearly be extremely stupid.

Moreover, what Chen Qingyu should be considering right now was not the Daoyi Sect, but how the Qingyun Sect should deal with the coming situation after losing Jiangshan and Peng Yun.

There was no need to doubt that once today's events spread, the major sects would pounce like hungry wolves, wanting to bite a piece of meat off the Qingyun Sect.

This was what Chen Qingyu should be most worried about.

The Qingyun Sect group retreated; even if they were unwilling, defeat was defeat.

And the Daoyi Sect side was cheering; this battle was a great victory, and they had also slaughtered two ancestors of the Qingyun Sect—it was definitely worth celebrating.

"Damn it..."

Just as everyone was celebrating, Qin Long and Until Hong Zun spoke at the same time and hurriedly stepped forward to support the swaying Qin Shanhai.

Looking at his current state, both had black lines on their faces; how the hell did he get beaten like this again?

Every time, he had to leave himself with only one breath left?

Their eyes were full of worry, and at this moment, the last sentence Qin Shanhai said before falling unconscious was.

"Soup... I want to drink a mouthful of soup."

"Drink your mother's..."

Hearing this, Until Hong Zun cursed loudly and hurriedly stuffed a ninth-grade healing pill into his mouth.

He was in such a state, and he was still thinking about drinking soup; you're damn near drinking Meng Po's soup, and you still want to drink?

Qin Shanhai fell into a coma, and Yu Mo and the other two personally took action to treat his injuries.

"It's fine, this guy isn't the first time he's been like this."

He was seriously injured, but Qin Shanhai's situation was special; this guy was born with severed meridians, but his recovery ability was extremely strong.

Plus, he had Saint Realm cultivation, so regrowing severed limbs was not an issue; he just needed to recuperate for a period of time.

There were many injured disciples, and some had fallen; for the fallen disciples, their bodies naturally had to be collected and brought back to the sect.

Everyone returned to Lingcheng all the way, but as soon as they entered the kitchen, Facing Qi Xiong, Until Hong Zun, and the others were stunned.

"I, I, I..."

Damn it, why were Jiangshan and Peng Yun here? Everyone instantly revealed a guarded expression, while simultaneously looking at Yu Mo and the other two with confusion.

Didn't they say they were dead? Why would they appear in the kitchen? Could it be that the Uncle-Masters were deceived?

Without paying attention to everyone's shock, Jiangshan looked at Yu Mo and said.

"Thank you."

He was naturally referring to sparing the Qingyun Sect; regarding this, Yu Mo laughed loudly.

"We are all fellow sect brothers, isn't it being too formal to say such things?"

Hmm???