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The life-and-death battle between the Alchemy Cauldron Pavilion and the Golden Sword Sect dragged many of their dependent small sects into this fierce conflict.
Among those small sects were the Nine Heavens Palace and the Soul Summoning Hall, both of which were familiar to Fang Bai.
Fang Bai knew that the Nine Heavens Palace had connections with the Alchemy Cauldron Pavilion and would undoubtedly stand on their side. However, he did not expect the Soul Summoning Hall to be a vassal force of the Golden Sword Sect.
Both of these sects had conflicts with the Lingxu Palace, especially the Soul Summoning Hall, which had ford a life-and-death enmity with it.
Fang Bai initially planned to wait until the two sects’ battle in Flaming Sun City was over and let the Lingxu Palace resolve its grievances with those small sects. However, it turned out not to be necessary. In this war, small sects like the Nine Heavens Palace and the Soul Summoning Hall were essentially playing the role of cannon fodder, and after this battle, they would inevitably suffer heavy losses and face possible annihilation.
Days later, when the Alchemy Cauldron Pavilion and the Golden Sword Sect were exhausted from their battle, other sect martial artists began to take advantage of the situation, hoping to seize the fruits of the battle.
It was at this ti that Fang Bai presented himself.
With a dominant presence, Fang Bai descended upon the battleground of the Alchemy Cauldron Pavilion and the Golden Sword Sect, wielding the Blood-Drinking Mad Blade and slaughtering the top figures of both sects.
The Blood-Drinking Mad Blade, having soaked in the blood of martial artists, surged with evil qi, becoming even more powerful, leaving no opponent undefeated wherever it struck.
Originally, if Mu Enze and Tie Han, these two high-rank Golden Core experts, tead up, it would not have been easy for Fang Bai to kill them.
Yet, first, the two had been in fierce combat for a long ti, depleting over half of their spiritual energy, and their combat power was less than half of their peak. Second, they had deep grudges against each other and never trusted one another, making it impossible for them to unite against an enemy.
Moreover, the evil qi released by the Blood-Drinking Mad Blade confused their minds, creating hallucinations before their eyes and severely diminishing their combat strength, allowing Fang Bai to easily slay them while wielding the Blood-Drinking Mad Blade with overwhelming power.
With all the high-ranking mbers of the two sects falling, and so rebellious disciples were also slain by Fang Bai, the leaderless disciples of the two sects were imdiately thrown into chaos.
The majority of the disciples of the Alchemy Cauldron Pavilion recognized Fang Bai and were bewildered as to why this usually gentle elder, whom they admired, suddenly went mad, slaughtering not only the high-ranking mbers of the Golden Sword Sect but also their own sect.
"Elder Fang, what has happened to you? Why are you killing even our Alchemy Cauldron Pavilion disciples?"
A brave disciple of the Neding Pavilion asked loudly.
"Regardless of whether you are disciples of the Alchemy Cauldron Pavilion or the Golden Sword Sect, if you don’t want to die, stop fighting at once! I, Fang Bai, have sothing to say!"
Fang Bai leaped onto the top of a hundred-foot-high tower nearby, speaking from above.
His voice, resembling a clap of thunder, bood in the ears of the disciples from both sides, causing them to stop fighting involuntarily and look up at Fang Bai on the tower top.
To thoroughly shock and subdue these martial artists, Fang Bai released his aura unreservedly, enveloping several miles around.
At this mont, in the eyes of these martial artists, Fang Bai standing proudly atop the hundred-foot tower resembled a god of slaughter erging from ancient tis, exerting an overwhelming pressure that made them tremble and cower.
With hands behind his back, Fang Bai scanned the countless martial artists below. Each martial artist who was looked at felt as if Fang Bai could see through them entirely, leaving them nowhere to hide.
Even so sect disciples who intended to take advantage of the chaos were intimidated by Fang Bai’s pressure, standing frozen and not daring to move recklessly.
The originally fierce battlefield, due to Fang Bai’s shout, quickly cald down. Only the heartbreaking cries of the wounded martial artists echoed occasionally, making one shudder.
"What I want to say is, on the surface, the two major sects Alchemy Cauldron Pavilion and Golden Sword Sect appear just and righteous, but in reality, they have committed many heinous and despicable acts! So of you may be unaware of this, while others may know even more than I do. Let choose so to speak of..."
Fang Bai’s voice wasn’t loud, yet it clearly reached the ears of the tens of thousands of disciples from both sects below.
What Fang Bai revealed were so of the dark secrets he had recently gathered about the past heinous acts committed by the two major sects.
These dark secrets were initially the most core and top secrets of the two sects, known only to a few. However, Fang Bai, using his ans, easily learned about them.
The secrets Fang Bai unveiled were related to several sensational unsolved cases that had taken place in Flaming Sun City over the years, with so even involving relatives and friends of the present disciples from the two main sects.
For example, a disciple from the inner court of the Alchemy Cauldron Pavilion had parents who, years ago, found a treasure in the nearby mountains and brought it back to their village. The next morning, over a hundred villagers, including his parents, were massacred by a group of mysterious people, and the treasure vanished.
Another example was a disciple from the external courtyard of the Golden Sword Sect, whose gifted sister was being nurtured as a key disciple in a certain sect. While out training with more than a dozen fellow female disciples, they were ambushed and killed by mysterious individuals. Their cultivation resources were robbed, and they were brutally tortured to death.
Such incidents were endless, and Fang Bai rely listed a small part of them, all with real evidence in hand, making it impossible not to believe.
Each ti Fang Bai spoke of a monstrous cri committed by the Alchemy Cauldron Pavilion or Golden Sword Sect, tens of thousands of martial artists below stirred in turmoil—so cursed aloud, so were filled with righteous indignation, and so martial artists who lost their kin to these incidents cried out upon learning the truth.
"I never thought the high-ranking mbers of the Alchemy Cauldron Pavilion would commit such outrageous, unforgivable acts. It’s laughable that I have been in the dark for over a decade since joining! It’s better not to be a disciple of this sect at all!"
"Indeed! From this day on, I am leaving the Alchemy Cauldron Pavilion and will no longer be its disciple!"
"You of Alchemy Cauldron Pavilion, we Golden Sword Sect are no better! I swear, from now on, I sever ties with the Golden Sword Sect!"
"I can’t believe, as a disciple of the Golden Sword Sect’s inner court, my own relatives would perish at the hands of the sect’s high-ranking mbers! I vow never to reconcile with the Golden Sword Sect!"
A disciple from the Golden Sword Sect, whose relatives were killed by the high-ranking mbers of the Alchemy Cauldron Pavilion, roared towards the sky, venting his deep-seated grief and indignation.
So disciples from the two major sects tore off their sect clothes in anger, threw them to the ground, and stomped on them in disgust.
Realizing the demise of the two sects was imminent, so disciples who had participated in the dark and secretive acts of the sects before now stepped forward to expose even more of the sects’ sinister deeds—so of which were even more malicious than what Fang Bai had revealed, chilling those who heard them.
Once mighty and untouchable, the two major sects were now reduced to sothing everyone despised overnight; their fa ruined, and their disciples beca like mice crossing the street, everyone wanting to hit them.
So quick-witted disciples from the two major sects quietly took off their sect clothes, disguised themselves in the attire of ordinary individual cultivation martial artists, and joined in the campaign against the two sects.
Previously subdued and dependent sect forces under Fang Bai’s control also gathered in Flaming Sun City, accusing the two sects of their wrongdoings. Under Fang Bai’s leadership, they ultimately seized the headquarters of the two sects and declared their complete annihilation.
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