Chapter 1187: Chapter 1086: The Annihilation of the Hundred Sect
"I don’t care who you all are; leave or die!" Wan Yuyun said domineeringly.
"Then there’s nothing more to say. Everyone, since that’s the case, stop wasting time. Let’s capture them first, and then we can discuss how to deal with them."
The leaders of several sects began to discuss openly, completely ignoring the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect Master and the elders.
"Well, if that’s so, let’s not waste anyone’s time. Let’s all attack."
Tens of thousands from the Hundred Sects charged towards the mountain, while Wan Yuyun and the elders were besieged by powerful forces from more than a dozen sects, making them passive for the moment.
Even though she was in the Tribulation Crossing Realm, their cultivation was not weaker than theirs at all.
Moreover, they showed no mercy whatsoever.
The battle was extremely fierce.
However, a strange scene unfolded: although the disciples of the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect fell into a disadvantage, it was those attacking them who got injured.
It might be normal for this to happen occasionally, but for it to be widespread was bizarre.
Both the elders and Wan Yuyun noticed this oddity.
Lian Yi seemed to have thought of something since the man she couldn’t read had not shown up—could it be his doing? It seemed only he could be helping them.
To verify their speculations, they launched a full-scale attack.
Sure enough, a miraculous scene unfolded: although their opponents’ attacks were upon them, those forces were absorbed by a strange power.
This delighted the women—since they wouldn’t get injured, they were free to fight to the death.
Nearly twenty thousand disciples of the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect forced tens of thousands of the Hundred Sects’ disciples to retreat; this was something they hadn’t anticipated before.
The Hundred Sects were frustrated. Why were their disciples falling while those of the Ten Thousand Spirits Sect remained unharmed? As expected, the Demon Sect had its monstrous methods.
But cursing in their minds or aloud was useless; after seeing the futility of their assault, they could only temporarily retreat.
Yet a terrifying scene appeared.
When they tried to retreat to the Spirit Ship, they couldn’t get out. The Spirit Ship was in front of them, yet they couldn’t enter.
A barrier separated them all inside.
At this moment, someone finally realized.
"It’s a formation."
"We should have realized sooner."
"Beg for mercy."
Facing certain death, some sects decisively chose to surrender.
"Sect Master Wan, we are willing to surrender and compensate you for your losses."
With someone taking the lead, the Hundred Sects immediately knelt down, giving up all resistance.
"Senior Sister, they can’t be spared," Lian Yi said.
"Kill them!"
Wan Yuyun realized that without this strange occurrence, their fate would have been disastrous.
So there was no hesitation.
The cultivators of the Hundred Sects panicked in the face of such ruthlessness from these women, even contemplating a last-minute counterattack, yet their efforts remained ineffective.
They couldn’t kill their opponents, which meant it would be their own deaths.
Some powerful cultivators sighed helplessly and chose to self-destruct; they couldn’t bear the shame.
Thus, in just over an hour, all the cultivators of the Hundred Sects were annihilated.
This event would certainly shock the entire Cultivation World.
"Senior Sister, you should really thank your younger brother," Lian Yi smiled slightly and led the women to tidy up the aftermath.
Tang Feng?
I should have realized it was you.
Tang Feng watched everything from above the clouds, and once the perfect ending was achieved, he returned to the pavilion, sipping tea while waiting for Wan Yuyun’s arrival.
The wait lasted two hours.
She had changed into a new dress and skirt, her whole demeanor radiant.
With the major crisis past, she naturally relaxed, at least in the short term, not needing to worry about another attack from the Hundred Sects.
Wan Yuyun brought lunch.
She personally prepared it in the kitchen; it was all vegetarian dishes, yet very delicately made.
Tang Feng accepted it, "Thank you for your hard work."
"Why did you help me?"
"Women always ask such boring questions. Fine, I’ll say it again: because I like you, sister," Tang Feng smiled.
"I’m not worth it."
"Alright, can I just eat now? Let’s not discuss this." Tang Feng pretended to be angry, tightening Wan Yuyun’s heart so she dared not speak any more, only sitting quietly by his side as he ate.
"How does it taste?"
"It’s great, at least I’ve never tasted anything like it," Tang Feng smiled.
"Is it not good?"
"Honestly, the taste is truly wonderful; I don’t often praise others," Tang Feng said seriously.
Wan Yuyun smiled, "Then have some more."
"Sister, you’re not going to chase me away now, right?"
"I won’t; you can stay as long as you want."
Tang Feng, however, fell silent. He couldn’t stay here any longer; it was almost time to leave.
The next destination is the Immortal Realm.
Returning to the Immortal Realm he ascended to in his past life.
"What’s wrong?" Seeing Tang Feng suddenly stop talking, she felt uneasy.
"Sister, will you miss me when I’m gone?" Tang Feng smiled.
Wan Yuyun felt a pang in her heart, asking tremulously, "Are you leaving?"
"I’ll leave a Spiritual Puppet to protect you," Tang Feng smiled.
Then, with a wave of his hand, a Mahayana Realm Spiritual Puppet appeared next to Wan Yuyun.
"Sister, recognize it as your master."
Wan Yuyun remained unmoved.
Tang Feng stood up and took her hand, placing it on the Spiritual Puppet’s forehead, quickly establishing a connection between the two.
"I don’t want it."
"Don’t say that. With it around, I can leave peacefully," Tang Feng smiled.
"Why do you have to go?"
"I have reasons I can’t avoid."
"What if I’m willing to marry you?" As soon as Wan Yuyun said this, she regretted it. It was just an impulsive remark; to actually marry Tang Feng was uncertain.
"Sister, is that possible? Okay, I’ll visit you when I have time. As for the sect, don’t worry; with the great formation I set up, as long as you don’t leave the vicinity of Wanling Mountain, you’ll all be safe," Tang Feng said.
"Since you’ve decided, I won’t try to keep you. Oh, take this with you." Wan Yuyun took out a water jug from the table.
"What is it?"
"It’s fruit wine I’ve brewed; it’s made from the unique Ten Thousand Spirit Divine Fruit of Wanling Mountain, which bears fruit once every thousand years, extremely rare."
"There can’t be much of this fruit wine, right? You’re giving me all of this, will you still have any left?"
Wan Yuyun said, "There won’t be any more until it’s made again later. You can’t find it outside, so take care of yourself out there."
"Alright, I accept. Sister, can I get a hug?" Tang Feng tightly embraced the beauty in his arms, unwilling to let go for a long time.
Wan Yuyun wrapped her arms around Tang Feng’s waist, resting her head on his shoulder, quietly leaning against him, neither saying a word, just silently feeling each other’s presence.
Finally, it was Wan Yuyun who pushed Tang Feng away.
"Go."
"Sister, take care, I’ll miss you." With that, he took her hand and slipped an Immortal Ring on her finger, then smiled and disappeared from her sight.
Wow!
Wan Yuyun burst into tears, unable to hold them back.
Her heart felt as if it was being torn to shreds. Though they weren’t in love, the pain was deep.
She had truly become smitten, genuinely wanting to marry Tang Feng, but remembered her master’s instructions, leaving her helpless.
"Senior Sister, if you like him, go after him," Lian Yi appeared in the pavilion.
"I won’t be able to catch up, you know I won’t chase after him," Wan Yuyun collected her feelings, then sat and stared in a daze.
Meanwhile, Lian Yi talked about the earlier gains and mentioned some opinions on the sect’s future direction.
Regarding this, Wan Yuyun now had her own ideas.
Serious matters brought her mind back fully, allowing Lian Yi to sigh in relief as she looked toward the sky.
She too let out a small sigh.