Chapter 774: with translation of chapter title

In an instant, across the battlefield, the many Dao Yi Sect disciples who had previously fallen into despair suddenly saw a bright flash.

Originally, facing the suppression of saint-tier and emperor-tier techniques, the Dao Yi Sect disciples had no way to counter it, but now it seems they do.

However, aside from the Dao Yi Sect disciples, the people from the various major sects had no idea, after all they had never been to Jinhai Yingdi.

The atmosphere was extremely heavy, and those few young cultivators who had rushed to help without regard for danger now stood beside Xu Jie and the others, ready to die.

They appeared with expressions of sharing life and death together.

I originally thought Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie and the others would fight to the death and say some inspiring words.

But what nobody expected was that, in the next second, Xu Jie suddenly turned his head and said to them.

"Hold on for a moment, we'll go and come back quickly."

Huh???

Damn it, weren't we supposed to fight to the death? Why are you running now?

Seeing Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie and the others leave without looking back, not waiting for the others to react, the few young cultivators were completely dumbfounded.

No, we risked our lives to help you, putting life and death aside, and now you tell us to hold on? I'll hold on? How?

Not to mention them, even the disciples of Qingtian Holy Land were dazed at this moment.

They just ran? Looking at the backs of Zhao Zhengping and the others, the leading Inner Disciple sneered.

"Heh, I thought there would be something different, but it's nothing special."

They believed they had seen the gap between the two sides, felt there was no chance of victory, and thus chose to flee, not even caring about their own subsidiary forces.

However, this is the Ten Thousand Monster Pass; even if they run, where could the Dao Yi Sect possibly go? Could they possibly run into Monster Clan Territory?

So they didn't bother to pursue, but instead wore a mocking expression as they looked at those few subsidiary-force disciples still standing dumbfounded on the spot.

Since they defected to the Dao Yi Sect, the killing intent of Qingtian Holy Land toward them has been no less than that of the Dao Yi Sect.

It's simple, because their actions amount to betrayal, and because of that betrayal, Qingtian Holy Land has become a laughingstock directly in Zhongzhou.

What they have done even makes Qingtian Holy Land feel more disgusted than the Dao Yi Sect does.

They can't even hold onto their own subsidiary forces, yet they still defected to another sect—doesn't that perfectly prove Qingtian Holy Land's incompetence?

So, now that the Dao Yi Sect disciples have run, it's the perfect time to deal with these disciples.

"Your superior sect has abandoned you; how do you feel now?"

He asked with a sneer; hearing this, the few young cultivators remained silent, and at this point saying anything would be too late.

Even if they begged for mercy now, Qingtian Holy Land would absolutely not let them go.

Seeing that they had no intention to answer, the few Inner Disciples of Qingtian Holy Land didn't care and continued to sneer.

"If I had known today would come, why bother in the first place?"

Across the entire battlefield, many Dao Yi Sect disciples chose to withdraw, and in the blink of an eye only the members of the various subsidiary sects remained, locked in fierce battle with Qingtian Holy Land.

Including Hong Zun, Qi Xiong, Capture Dragon and other Great Saints, the Saints as well.

One figure flashed forward, charging straight toward the Ten Thousand Monster Pass while shouting loudly.

"Brother Chen, hold on for me; I'll go and come back quickly."

Faced with this scene, the Saints and Great Saints of the various subsidiary sects were instantly dumbfounded.

An involuntary thought arose in their hearts: Have we just been sold out? Did the Dao Yi Sect run away?

They felt utterly betrayed, thinking, 'We came to help you, and you so readily sold us out?'

The sale was clean and decisive, with not a hint of hesitation.

The Dao Yi Sect may have fled, but the various subsidiary forces have suffered.

Even the Dao Yi Sect is no match for them, so how could these subsidiary forces possibly resist Qingtian Holy Land? Even holding on for a moment is extremely difficult.

On the Dao Yi Sect side, by contrast, they have already gathered outside the city gate, with Ye Zhangqing leading a group of Spirit Chef Alliance spirit chefs, who have prepared several large pots of food.

There is soup, porridge, and large meat buns.

The dishes Ye Zhangqing chose have been carefully considered, and their main effects are threefold.

One increases lifespan, one relieves pain, and one aids wound healing.

Many disciples crowded together.

"Stop crowding, give me a bowl of soup; I'll go back and kill him."

"What are you doing? Get out of the way; a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator snatching a scrap of thread?"

"Holy crap, don't all crowd here; go drink some porridge first, can't we take turns?"

"Hurry, hurry, Elder Zhangqing, give me the whole meat bun; I want to go back and kill him."

"Spirit chef, give me a bowl of porridge; I'm about to activate my secret art."

It's clear that from that moment, at least more than half of the Dao Yi Sect disciples have already suffered serious injuries.

Although the injuries are severe, this has thoroughly ignited the anger in the disciples' hearts.

What kind of people are the Dao Yi Sect disciples?

They are definitely the type who only take advantage but cannot suffer a loss.

And this time, at the hands of Qingtian Holy Land, having suffered such a great loss, some disciples have wounds deep enough to see the bone, and even a slight movement makes them grit their teeth in pain.

After suffering such a huge loss, when have the Dao Yi Sect disciples ever endured it? Isn't getting it back just their nature?

The disciples ate bowl after bowl of dry rice, and with Ye Zhangqing's current Dharma Aspect Realm cultivation, the food he prepared has effects absolutely incomparable to those of Jinhai Yingdi back then.

After consuming several large meat buns, a bowl of meat porridge, and a big bowl of bone soup, the Dao Yi Sect disciples instantly felt as if they had come back to life.

Their wounds no longer hurt, and they are visibly healing; the speed, while not as absurd as emperor-tier techniques, is absolutely heaven-defying.

Moreover, their lifespan is clearly increased.

In that moment, the Dao Yi Sect disciples each returned to a state as fierce as wolves and tigers.

He threw down the bowl, Xu Jie roughly wiped the oil stain from the corner of his mouth, and said fiercely.

"Damn it, I just don't believe I can't kill you."

As the words fell, the secret technique was directly activated, his aura continuously rising; one wasn't enough, so Xu Jie directly stacked several secret techniques together.

In the blink of an eye, his aura reached the perfection of the Heaven-Human realm, only a hair's breadth shy of the Shèngjìng.

Then, taking a step forward, his figure instantly vanished from the spot.

Here, several Inner Disciples of the Qingtian Holy Land were still massacring the disciples of the affiliated Sect.

But at that moment, a terrifying aura came over, and Xu Jie directly slashed out with a sword; the terrifying sword blade rushed straight at several Holy Land Inner Disciples.

"You bastard, come again!"

Huh???

Watching Xu Jie return, several Holy Land Inner Disciples were stunned; this sword blade seemed a bit off, how could it be so much stronger than just now?

He was already seriously injured, disappeared for a while, and came back stronger?

Several Holy Land Inner Disciples looked puzzled; this defies common sense, how long has it been? Moreover, when their eyes met Xu Jie's, they widened even more.

All that could be seen was that the injuries on his body had now mostly healed.