Tang Zun frowned in unbearable pain, his face contorted with ferocity, his eyes filled with disbelief, unable to accept this reality.
Feng Xing opened her eyes, her cold gaze falling on Tang Zun. "Go find your good disciple. You won't be lonely on the road to the underworld, with Feng Qingcheng accompanying you."
Tang Zun tried to speak again, but as his lips moved, bright red blood continuously flowed from his mouth.
Bang!
Tang Zun's entire body crashed heavily to the ground with a resounding thud.
His pupils stared fixedly at the sky.
"This..."
"This young man actually defeated Tang Zun!"
"How could this be! Tang Zun is renowned in Jinling, not only for his high cultivation but also as a master alchemist, yet he died at the hands of this young man!"
The cultivators erupted in a frenzy.
Feng Ninghe revealed a gratified smile, but her brows furrowed tightly as her gaze landed on Feng Xing.
She could tell that Feng Xing was injured.
Although Feng Xing had successfully defeated Tang Zun, his body was severely damaged.
"A Xing!"
Bai Niannian, tears of joy streaming down her face, her beautiful features beaming with a radiant smile, quickly stepped forward to support him. "If Elder Xu's spirit in heaven can sense this, he would surely be comforted! You are finally capable of protecting yourself now!"
Feng Xing offered a bitter smile, a trace of sadness flashing in his eyes. "It's a pity that I only broke through to the Nascent Soul realm today. If it had been sooner, Elder Xu wouldn't have met with misfortune..."
Though his great revenge was exacted, his heart felt hollow.
What was the point of revenge?
Elder Xu had self-detonated, his soul scattered to the winds, unlike Di Wenbin, who had the good fortune to meet his master at a critical moment and had now even been reborn with a new body.
Bai Niannian understood Feng Xing's melancholy and quickly tried to comfort him. "A Xing, this is not your fault. If we're being honest, I'm the one who's a burden, unable to help you at all..."
The disciples of the Immortal Sect quickly came forward to clear the bodies.
Some of them wept bitterly around Tang Zun.
Tang Zun was of paramount importance to the Immortal Sect.
An elder of the Immortal Sect looked at Di Yang with slight displeasure. "This is Tang Zun, after all. His death is a great loss to our Immortal Sect."
Di Yang raised his eyes and looked at the elder before him. "Then why didn't you step in to stop it earlier?"
His words left the elder speechless.
With Feng Ninghe behind Feng Xing, it wasn't something he could simply intervene in. If he risked his own life, it would be a loss far outweighing any gain.
Di Yang changed the subject. "Alright, let the disciples disperse and return to the Immortal Sect."
Before the order could be given, a clear, cold female voice echoed through the entire forest.
"I do not care whether the sect disciples stay or go, but not a single disciple of the Immortal Sect can leave."
The one who spoke was Feng Ninghe.
Her expression was icy, her delicate fists clenched tightly beneath her sleeves.
Elder Xu's revenge had been served, but the Immortal Sect still owed Elder Xu an explanation.
The moment the female voice fell, the sect disciples widened their eyes and stared at her, eager to see what other tricks she had up her sleeve.
The disciples of the Immortal Sect were enraged.
"Feng Ninghe, Feng Qingcheng and Tang Zun are both dead. The Immortal Sect has suffered heavy losses with two capable individuals gone. You've avenged your revenge as you claimed, what more do you want?"
"Exactly! Even if you are the victim and have done nothing wrong, you should know when to stop! Do you want everyone in the Immortal Sect to be buried with Immortal Xu?"
"Feng Ninghe, Tang Zun was also a victim, misled by Feng Qingcheng. I said he just needed a lesson, why did you have to take his life?"
They were in the wrong regarding Feng Qingcheng and Tang Zun, so they couldn't make a big fuss about it, but they were still dissatisfied.
For any sect, a Nascent Soul realm cultivator was extremely important, capable of helping the sect establish a firm foothold in Jinling.
Tang Zun was gone just like that, and their hearts were filled with anger.
Feng Ninghe's cold face showed no significant change in expression as she calmly turned her gaze to the people who had spoken.
Her gaze held no warmth whatsoever.
Upon meeting that icy gaze, the cultivators of the Immortal Sect were forced to shut their mouths.
"Miss Feng, I apologize."
Di Yang strode towards her, his expression a mixture of gratitude and guilt. "Our Immortal Sect has wronged Immortal Xu, and for that, I apologize to you and Immortal Xu here and now, in front of everyone. We acted without understanding the truth."
He took out a wooden box and offered it to her.
The wooden box was exquisitely crafted, and within it lay a vibrant Black Demon Flower.
The Black Demon Flower was brilliantly colored, shimmering under the sunlight, its rich spiritual energy radiating from the bloom.
It was evident that this was a valuable item.
Di Yang placed the wooden box into Feng Ninghe's hands. "This is a small token of our Immortal Sect's sincerity. We hope you will accept it."
The disciples of the Immortal Sect immediately recognized the flower. "This... this is the Black Demon Flower that our Immortal Sect cultivates only once every thousand years! It's our sect's treasure!"
"The Sect Leader is actually giving her something so precious! It is said that consuming the Black Demon Flower can lead to rapid cultivation advancement, rejuvenation, and longevity!"
"The Black Demon Flower can temper spiritual roots and enhance talent. If I could obtain the Black Demon Flower, my cultivation could also reach the Nascent Soul realm!"
Everyone's eyes fixated on the Black Demon Flower with covetous longing.
This Black Demon Flower was originally prepared by Di Yang for Di Wenbin.
Besides the Black Demon Flower, there was nothing more valuable that could represent their sincerity.
Feng Ninghe accepted the Black Demon Flower without hesitation, her placid face revealing no significant emotional fluctuation.
"Sect Leader Di, consider this my reward for saving Di Wenbin. From this day forward, the Immortal Sect and I have no grievances, and all debts are settled. However, the Immortal Sect still owes Elder Xu an apology. I demand that all of you kneel and apologize!"
She opened her lips, her cold female voice echoing through the forest again and again.
In her hand, a wooden box had appeared.
The wooden box contained Elder Xu's head.
"Master..."
"Master..."
Two voices were spoken from two mouths.
Indeed, the people of the Immortal Sect still owed Elder Xu an apology.
Without discerning right from wrong, they had hung Elder Xu's head high above the Immortal Sect's gates, spitting curses and trampling on him!
Even in death, Elder Xu could not rest in peace.
This debt had yet to be settled for Elder Xu.
Bai Niannian's eyes welled up with tears. "As expected of Master, she hasn't forgotten to avenge Elder Xu's grievances!"
Feng Xing's face was pale, a fine sheen of sweat covering his forehead. The heart within his chest pounded fiercely, surging with emotion.
The battle just now had exhausted all his spiritual energy and strength.
If not for the injustice he held in his heart, he would have collapsed long ago.
Even if he were to collapse, he wanted to witness everyone apologize to Elder Xu with his own eyes!
"This..."
Di Yang hesitated, his gaze instinctively sweeping over the disciples of the Immortal Sect.
As the Sect Leader, he was willing to humble himself and apologize.
Logically, his apology should represent the entire sect, but Feng Ninghe did not accept it.
If the entire sect were to apologize, the Immortal Sect would likely be unable to hold its head up in Jinling in the future.