Chapter 1202: Provoking the Wrong Person

"Sect Master, we are surrounded by Ye Liuyun's troops!" an Elder immediately appealed to Qiao Yulin for assistance.

"How could that be? When did Ye Liuyun slip out of the Qian Long Academy?"

Qiao Yulin, though skeptical, still led everyone to rush to reinforce.

However, because the large group of Martial Cultivators that had set out earlier were, under Ye Liuyun's pretext that the Teleportation Array could not be used, transferred too far away, they could not reach the battlefield for a while.

Meanwhile, the Mo Yun Sect kept sending out distress messages.

"Sect Master, the mountain‑guard formation cannot hold for more than half an hour! The enemy's Warship attack power is too strong…"

"Hold on!" Qiao Yulin, on the verge of tears, stamped his foot and hammered his chest.

"Ye Liuyun, I will never share the heavens with you!" Qiao Yulin burned with fury.

His Martial Cultivators followed, all wearing grim, indignant expressions. They hadn't expected that while pursuing the treasure, they would end up losing the Sect.

Given the current situation, they simply cannot make it back to the Sect in time.

However, another message came through the Transmission Talisman.

"Sect Master! Don't come to reinforce; you should retreat, the enemy's strength is overwhelming! Our casualties are terrible…"

The batch of Martial Cultivators who had gone to reinforce also sent a message, but before they could finish speaking, the transmission cut off.

"What?"

Upon receiving the news, Qiao Yulin froze completely on the spot.

Immediately, with a "pfft" sound, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted uncontrollably from his mouth.

"Sect Master, Sect Master!"

Several Elders hurriedly gathered around to assess the situation.

Qiao Yulin waved his hand, panting heavily, and staggered to push the crowd away.

First the Sect's prized relic was stolen, then the Sect fell, a large force was surrounded, and the Motian Sect was completely doomed by his hand.

Thinking of that, he raised his hand as if to strike his own head, intending to atone with his death!

An Elder nearby, who knew his character, was already prepared for his despair. When he moved, the Elder immediately intervened and stopped him.

"Sect Master, think clearly; as long as the green mountains remain, we won't lack firewood!"

"Sect Master, the Sect still has so many people; if you leave, what will become of us?!"

Everyone began to counsel Qiao Yulin one after another.

"Sect Master, the pressing priority now is to reinforce the Martial Cultivators who are returning to aid. Save as many as we can. Then we break through the encirclement together, regroup, and settle scores with Ye Liuyun!" one Elder suggested.

"Exactly! Rescue first, then avenge Ye Liuyun!" the other Elders echoed.

Their distance from the previously dispatched Martial Cultivators wasn't too great; perhaps there was still a chance to save some.

As for the messages urging them to flee, they didn't take them to heart.

"Fine! I'll keep this old life for now, and use it when I finally meet Ye Liuyun!"

Qiao Yulin gritted his teeth, and led the squad onward toward Ye Liuyun's direction.

At this moment on the battlefield, the Mo Yun Sect's Martial Cultivators were being slaughtered en masse. It was hardly a battle at all.

Ye Liuyun's forces, in both numbers and realms, far outmatched theirs.

The fight was already halfway through, yet Ye Liuyun's Demon Cultivator army sustained zero casualties.

The reason Ye Liuyun did not end the fight promptly was partly to train his troops, and also to use these Martial Cultivators as bait, luring Qiao Yulin to bring reinforcements. A Skeleton Puppet followed behind Ye Liuyun, waving a Soul Banner to absorb Yin Souls.

"Report! Another group of Martial Cultivators is expected to arrive in fifteen minutes!"

At that moment, a scout reported the news to Qin Peng via a Transmission Talisman.

"They're here!" Qing Peng smiled, and restructured the main army.

Ye Liuyun also ordered Xuanwu and Huowu to act together, trying to kill off the remaining Martial Cultivators cleanly before Qiao Yulin arrived.

Xiao Lanbing concealed his realm, lingering by Ye Liuyun's side like a child, ready to ambush Qiao Yulin.

Each time Xuanwu struck, a life was taken.

Huowu used illusion, preventing those Martial Cultivators from defending, leaving them vulnerable to the Demon Cultivator soldiers' slashes.

And the Fire Dance uses illusion, making these Martial Cultivators drop their defenses, letting the Demon Cultivator soldiers slay them.

At that moment, Qiao Yulin's Divine Sense had already probed the situation from afar, still urging the remaining Martial Cultivators to hold on a bit longer.

In their eyes, the soldiers in the main army were all helpless, so he paid no heed to any special qualities of Ye Liuyun's forces.

Qiao Yulin also sent others to rescue, but he himself rushed straight toward Ye Liuyun.

"Don't come…" a Martial Cultivator warned, but was instantly slain by Xuanwu.

They had all witnessed the might of Xiao Lanbing and Xuanwu, and knew Qiao Yulin was no match for them, which is why they prevented him from coming.

But Qiao Yulin had never known the strength of the Monster Beast beside Ye Liuyun, and his anger clouded his mind.

Now, even if it meant risking his own death, he would kill Ye Liuyun to vent his hatred!

Thus he completely ignored everyone's warnings.

Just as he was about to charge close, Xiao Lanbing sneered, "You're only at the second tier of the Celestial Venerable, who gave you the courage to try killing my father!"

Saying that, she darted out swiftly, leapt toward Qiao Yulin, and delivered a palm strike.

At that moment, Qiao Yulin's eyes saw only Ye Liuyun; seeing him standing calmly, he assumed Ye Liuyun would use some treasure to counter his attack.

So he kept defending against anything Ye Liuyun might throw, staring intently, ready to deliver a killing blow.

Suddenly a child with no realm appeared; he instinctively slapped out a palm and shouted, "Get out of the way!"

However, when his palm met Xiao Hanbing's palm, he immediately sensed danger.

That surging Ice Power was far stronger than he had anticipated.

By the time his Divine Sense detected Xiao Lanbing's realm, it was already too late; half of his body had been frozen.

When his Divine Sense discovered Xiao Lanbing's realm, it was already too late; half of his body was frozen.

And Xiao Lanbing's hand had already been pressed onto his ice‑sealed shoulder; a stronger ice power surged instantly.

Ah!

Qiao Yulin only managed to let out a sigh before being frozen into an ice sculpture.

Ye Liuyun looked at his helpless gaze and silently sighed: "It's only your own lack of strength that's to blame, and you've provoked the wrong person!"

Xiao Lanbing directly slapped the ice sculpture, shattering the whole ice sculpture into fragments that scattered. Then Xiao Lanbing picked out the Primordial Pill, keeping it as a resource for cultivation.

The Skeleton Puppet hastily waved the Soul Banner, collecting the Yin Souls into the banner.

And at this moment, the other Martial Cultivators who had rushed to rescue were again surrounded by Ye Liuyun's Demon Cultivator army.

In terms of battle formations, these Martial Cultivators are no match for the soldiers.

At this moment, seeing the Sect Leader's tragic death, they also went berserk, fighting desperately, but they could not get close to the Demon Cultivators to kill anyone.

The Demon Cultivator soldiers merely used formations to joint‑attack, surrounding them in the center, then bombarded them with the Warship; each barrage sent a whole group crashing down.