There was a huge open space in the center of the forest. Many cultivators from the three groups had gathered around the open space. They were all staring at each other with vigilance.
Mo Tiange arrived with Murong Yan. Everyone's gaze fell on them, but no one dared to make a move because they were afraid of breaking the balance.
Although there were many Zixia Sect disciples present, everyone cherished their lives. The disciples of Yunwu Sect and Jindao School also didn't dare to make a move when they were obviously at a disadvantage. Otherwise, it would be too much of a loss if they lost their lives before killing their enemies.
Without caring about these people's gazes, Mo Tiange found a corner close to her fellow disciples and pulled Murong Yan over.
Seeing that the two of them were motionless, these people moved their gazes away from them and stared at the newcomers.
Mo Tiange cautiously scanned the surroundings.
Sure enough, Zixia Sect's main branch suffered heavy losses. There were less than a hundred people present. Including those who hadn't arrived yet, there were probably no more than two hundred.
There were about sixty to seventy people from Yunwu Sect and Jindao School. All of them were covered in blood and had fierce gazes.
Among the people she knew, only Jiang Shanghang was present. Obviously, he had also experienced a bitter battle. Now, he found a place to meditate.
As for the others, Qin Xi, Liu Yidao, and Xu Jingzhi, none of them were present.
Mo Tiange frowned slightly.
She was a bit worried. Based on the number of people present, perhaps more than half of the cultivators died this time. She really couldn't be sure that those three people were still alive.
At that moment, Murong Yan gently pulled her sleeve and whispered, "Junior Martial Brother Ye."
Seeing her pale face, Mo Tiange showed a comforting smile. "Don't worry."
In this place, Murong Yan knew that her methods and insight were inferior to Mo Tiange's, so she obediently listened to her.
Mo Tiange looked up at the sky. The sky was already turning white. It was almost dawn.
Once dawn arrived, the exit formation would appear here and they would be able to leave.
Mo Tiange picked up a clean patch of grass and pulled Murong Yan to sit down. She seemed to be meditating and adjusting her breath like everyone else, but in fact, she was secretly observing the surroundings.
She believed that many people present were as vigilant as she was. At the last moment, no one wanted to throw their lives away.
Another group of Zixia Sect cultivators arrived. Mo Tiange swept her gaze over them and frowned. She found that the old man who ran away from the poisonous spring was among them.
However, she did not intend to take any action.
Firstly, even though they had fought once, there was no enmity between them. Secondly, once she made a move, the balance would be broken. She still wanted to return alive.
The old man also noticed her, and a look of surprise flashed across his face. Then, like her, he pretended not to see her. Presumably, many of the people present did the same. Revenge could be taken in the future, but it was not worth it to pay with their lives.
More and more people came. When it was almost dawn, a few cultivators would come out of the forest from time to time and find their own camps.
There were also enemies who appeared together, but they glared at each other angrily and did not make a move.
Just when everyone was anticipating the opening of the formation, a loud shout suddenly rang out, "Damned girl, I've finally found you! Return my brother's life!" Soon after, a figure pounced towards Murong Yan.
Mo Tiange wrinkled her brows. She pulled Murong Yan up with one hand and used her Green-Wood Sword with the other to block the opponent's attack.
When he took a closer look, he discovered that it was the elder brother of the pair of brothers who had just captured Murong Yan.
Oh no!
Mo Tiange turned around to look. Sure enough, the atmosphere in the field changed. Everyone's gazes fell on them. Many people had already secretly taken out their spirit tools.
She was extremely furious. This blockhead! Just now, when she heard the conversation between the two brothers, she already thought they were stupid. It seemed there was something wrong with their brains!
She immediately took out an Earth-Splitting Talisman with her other hand and threw it at him.
Although this blockhead was slow, his reaction wasn't slow. He somersaulted and dodged her attack.
Their actions ignited the atmosphere in an instant.
Several Yunwu Sect disciples wanted to help, so Zixia Sect's side immediately took action. As a result, the two sides had already started fighting before they could arrive.
Mo Tiange had no time to deal with the chaos. She looked up and saw that the blockhead had taken out a pigeon egg-sized purple ball and was about to throw it at her.
She was instantly shocked. Murong Yan's complexion was even paler. They had seen the power of this thing with their own eyes. Once it was thrown, they definitely wouldn't be able to resist it.
Seeing that the other party was about to throw the purple ball, Mo Tiange hurriedly took out a high-grade defensive talisman and slapped it on the talisman. A defensive barrier immediately appeared and covered the two of them.
"Boom!" A deafening sound rang out, followed by the screams of other cultivators.
Mo Tiange moved her spiritual aura, preparing to resist it.
But in the next moment, the incoming force was easily blocked by her.
Huh?
She opened her eyes and was dumbfounded.
Qin Xi gnashed his teeth and shouted, "Why are you in a daze?!
Come and help! "He raised a sword, poured his spiritual aura on it, and stood in front of them.
Mo Tiange felt as if she had just woken up from a dream. She hastily moved her spiritual aura to share part of the impact.
After a while, the spiritual aura pressure finally subsided.
Seeing that they actually blocked it, the blockhead shouted angrily and wanted to rush towards them again.
Since she almost lost her life, how could Mo Tiange be polite to him? She immediately used an Ice-Condensing Talisman. Murong Yan also didn't stay idle. She also rushed forward with her spirit tool. Qin Xi released a Raging Flame Art.
Although the blockhead's abilities weren't low, he couldn't withstand the three people's joint attack. In order to dodge the Ice-Condensing Talisman, he was hit by Qin Xi's spell. His movements were a step too slow, so he was immediately hit by Murong Yan's spirit tool.
He staggered and fell to the ground.
Seeing that he was completely dead, the three of them heaved sighs of relief.
The power of this purple ball was indeed extraordinary. Aside from them, the people around them were also caught in the crossfire. Some people were even badly mutilated by the explosion. Only a few people managed to block the impact.
The dead and injured were all disciples of Yunwu Sect and Jindao School. Although the instigator was already dead, each and every one of them was furious. They raised their spirit tools and rushed towards the Zixia Sect disciples.
Zixia Sect disciples also had the advantage in numbers, so how could they be willing to show weakness? They also rushed forward.
Spells and spirit tools were flying everywhere in the sky.
"Junior Martial Brother Ye!" Qin Xi waved at them after dealing with a sneak attack.
Mo Tiange was on guard as she pulled Murong Yan closer to him.
"Senior Martial Brother Qin, thank you."
"Don't thank me so quickly." He took out a bunch of talismans as if they were free and gave them to the two of them. "Hold on for a while. The exit will open in about a quarter of an hour."
Mo Tiange also knew that this wasn't the time to be polite. She took the talismans he handed her then turned around and threw a Raging Flame Talisman at the Zixia Sect disciples who were rushing towards them.
This battle royale had the largest number of participants since the start of the day and night. It was also the most intense one.
Spells, talismans, and spirit tools were flying everywhere. It was hard to tell whether they were on their own side or the enemy's side. They couldn't even dodge and could only use spells and talismans to resist.
In the end, the three of them had no choice but to stick a defensive talisman on each of them to resist all kinds of attacks.
Eventually, a white light shone in the center of the open space. This white light became brighter and brighter until it slowly formed the shape of a formation. It was overflowing with light and vibrant colors, and it was full of spiritual aura.
Everyone's gazes were attracted by the formation. Even the fighting stopped. In a flash, everyone rushed towards the formation like a swarm of bees.
Mo Tiange intentionally retreated a bit, but the people behind her also rushed forward. A group of people rushed towards the formation in a chaotic manner.
Soon, they were squeezed into the formation. The scene in front of them changed.
Mo Tiange raised her head. With a glance, she saw the three Core Formation cultivators with ashen complexions.
Disciples came out of the cliff one after another. Almost every one of them was covered in blood and looked miserable. Some of them were even seriously injured.
Murong Yan, who was next to her, leaned towards her and whispered, "Junior Martial Brother Ye, will we …"
Mo Tiange shook her head and whispered back, "Don't worry."
Although these Core Formation cultivators had ashen complexions, they didn't have any killing intent, so they probably wouldn't attack them.
Besides, after the last battle royale, perhaps only one-third of the original disciples would come out alive. If they still had to be punished, they might as well recruit new disciples.
Once they left the murderous environment and didn't need to be vigilant, Mo Tiange felt exhausted all over. Her body tilted and she almost fell down.
But when she turned her head, she saw Murong Yan staring at the formation with rapt attention.
Mo Tiange's heart skipped a beat. She suddenly remembered she hadn't told him about Murong Zi.
"Senior Martial Sister Murong …"
Murong Yan answered softly but didn't look at her. She was still staring at the formation.
Mo Tiange took a deep breath. She suddenly hated herself for telling such cruel news. "In fact, I met Senior Martial Brother Murong."
Upon hearing this, Murong Yan suddenly turned her head.
Mo Tiange clenched her teeth and said, "Senior Martial Brother Murong has passed away."
Murong Yan was dumbfounded. She seemed to be in disbelief, but soon, her face gradually turned pale. She suddenly grabbed Mo Tiange's hand and said, "Junior Martial Brother Ye, can … can you say that again?"
Mo Tiange sighed and repeated, "I met Senior Martial Brother Murong. He's already passed away."
Murong Yan's face turned pale, but she didn't let go of her hand. Instead, she stared at Mo Tiange and asked, "Junior Martial Brother, do you have any proof?"
This time, Mo Tiange didn't say anything. She just handed Murong Zi's Qiankun Bag to her.
Murong Yan took it with trembling hands and opened it eagerly. When she saw those familiar spirit tools, she finally looked sad and let go of her hands to cover her face.
Although she wasn't responsible for Murong Zi's death, he died while they were fighting against the enemy. Mo Tiange felt very uncomfortable seeing Murong Yan so sad.
Qin Xi patted her shoulder and shook his head. He seemed to be comforting her that this wasn't her responsibility.
She forced a smile, but she didn't feel any better.
"Senior Martial Sister, don't be sad. Senior Martial Brother always wanted you to build your foundation. You …" At this point, she couldn't continue speaking.
How could a few dry words of comfort compare to the sadness of losing a loved one?
After a long time, Murong Yan finally put down her hands.
There were no tears on her face. Her face was pale and her expression was gloomy.
She used to be a charming and lovely girl, but after a series of blows recently, she was no longer as bright and beautiful as before.
"I'm sorry, Junior Martial Brother Ye. It's not that I don't believe you, but …"
"I understand." Mo Tiange took out a jade box and handed it to her. "This is Senior Martial Brother Murong's ashes.
Senior Martial Sister, don't be too sad. The dead are gone, so you should live better. "
Murong Yan accepted the jade box and the Qiankun Bag. A sad smile appeared on her face as she said, "Junior Martial Brother Ye, please tell me how my big brother died."
Mo Tiange said, "Senior Martial Brother Murong and I happened to run into each other. He was attacked by someone and was seriously injured.
While he was still recuperating, we ran into a second rank Iron-Teethed Crocodile, then we ran into three other people. In the end, Senior Martial Brother Murong couldn't hold on any longer and died together with one of them. "
Mo Tiange simply explained, but she was still worried and emphasized, "Senior Martial Sister, don't think about revenge. This hatred can't be settled."
How could Murong Yan not understand this? It was just that she always felt unwilling.
After a long time, she reached out to wipe the remaining tears on her face and said with a determined expression, "Junior Martial Brother Ye, don't worry. I'm no longer the insensible me from before. I know what I should do."
Soon after, she laughed self-mockingly and said, "Although we weren't biological siblings, big brother always doted on me. No matter what I wanted, he always thought of a way to get it for me … Now, he thought of a way to get me Foundation-Building Pills, but I never expected … the price would be his life."