Di Luoyang and Di Chenggong were dead, and the news all over the sect as if it had grown a pair of wings.
“The third and fifth young masters are dead? What joke are you playing? Are you not afraid of being punished with execution?”
“I’m not joking. The third young master died suddenly during cultivation. Perhaps he was too impatient and died from cultivation deviation. As for the fifth young master, he committed suicide at the previous young master’s peak.”
“You sure it’s not some murderer slipping into our sect? It is too much of a coincidence.”
“We are on the eve of war yet something like this happened. Is this an omen to something?”
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The people in the sect were already restless, and with this incident, everyone became more jittery. At this time, the corpses of Di Luoyang and Di Chenggong were brought to the main hall. Many elders were present as they were curious as to what had happened.
Di Lang was seated on the main seat. He said with a solemn face, “Elders, please take a look. What exactly happened? Two of my brothers died at the same time.”
The elders approached the corpses silently and tried to figure something out from the corpses. Unfortunately for them, they failed to find anything, and they shook their heads in confusion.
According to Di Luoyang’s guardians, he was too impatient in cultivation and had died from cultivation deviation. As for Di Chenggong’s henchmen, they mentioned Yao Qian and blamed everything on her. If they didn’t, they would probably be buried together with him. They most certainly didn’t want to take the blame for their failure in their guard duties.
“It’s better we let the sect master decide what to do about this,” suggested someone.
A majority of the people present agreed. They all felt that an important person was required to make the final say, and this was a clear indication of Di Lang’s lack of prestige.
“Enough. Silence. Let me take a look,” said Di De, who had been seated on the honored guest seat.
Everyone sank into silence.
“I’ll have to trouble you, Uncle De,” said Di Lang flatteringly.
Di De nodded and narrowed his eyes as he scanned the two corpses with his senses. He frowned as though he had discovered something. Everyone waited nervously for his answer.
Right this moment, someone shouted from outside the hall, “Enemy attack! Enemy attack!”
A person then rushed inside in a flustered manner without any care for his image and said, “F-First young master, Xiang Shaoyun has arrived outside with his people!”
Right after he spoke, Di Lang waved his hand and sent out an energy chain, smashing the person’s head.
“You’re so flustered even when you’re only in charge of making a report? What an embarrassment to the Di Sect,” said Di Lang. It was rare to see him behave with this much backbone.
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However, they were on the verge of battle, and his first action was to kill his own people, giving the others an ominous feeling.
“What are you waiting for? Come with me and face that little bastard!” commanded Di Lang.
Nobody rejected him, and everyone started moving out restlessly. At this time, Xiang Shaoyun was already waiting outside the sect with his army.
Apart from Ye Chaomu and her 13 eagles, he also had Tuoba Wan’er, Old Urchin, Gong Qinyin, Xia Liuhui, Du Xuanhao, and the others with him. Scarlet Flame Monarch was also following him from the dark, and the Skeleton Gang members were also present to bolster his numbers.
His group had about 300 people in total. Everyone was strong enough to fight 10 opponents, and the strength of his army was not to be underestimated.
In the eyes of the Di Sect, they were a pitifully small army. In fact, the sect calmed significantly after seeing the size of the enemy army.
Xiang Shaoyun intended to ride into battle on Money, but Little White insisted on being his mount. Money naturally didn’t dare to defy Little White, as Little White was both a Demon Sovereign and a white tiger.
Seated atop Little White in his beast form, Xiang Shaoyun looked heroic and domineering, and Little White looked majestic and formidable. They were an extremely eye-catching pair.
“Di Batian, get your ass out here. For stealing what is mine, today, I will take your head and appease the souls of the dead Ziling Sect members with it,” Xiang Shaoyun’s voice rumbled through the entirety of the sect.
At this time, Di Lang rode out with over 1,000 Di Sect members. He had a feathered hat on his head, and he was riding on a scarlet jiao and holding a red spear. He roared, “Xiang Shaoyun, my father spared you back then due to your young age. To think that you would not know remorse and return to bite the hand that feeds you. Today is the day you die!”
The Di Sect army went into position and rushed Xiang Shaoyun’s army with powerful momentum.
Xiang Shaoyun ignored Di Lang and looked at the Di Sect members as he said, “I believe some of you must have fought alongside my father in the past. He has never mistreated any of you. When he went missing, how could you rise in rebellion against him? Where is your conscience? Those who surrender today will be spared from death. All who remain stubborn shall be killed without mercy!”
“Little bastard, stop blabbering nonsense. Do you have the guts to fight me? I will immediately cut your head off,” challenged Di Lang, eager to prove his worth.
Someone by his side hurriedly advised, “First young master, there is no need to risk yourself. We can just charge them and wipe them out.”
“Wipe your mother. We are willing to support the young master in reclaiming the sect. The old dog Di Batian shall be killed!” someone from the Di Sect started shouting before attacking the people around him.
A few people who couldn’t react in time were instantly killed. Next, some more people from within their ranks started attacking the Di Sect members as well. Joy surfaced on Xiang Shaoyun’s face when he saw that, but the joy was soon replaced with rage. The Di Sect members were no pushovers. Those turning against them were instantly suppressed and killed.
“Those loyal to the Di Sect shall die. Kill!” commanded Xiang Shaoyun, not wanting to waste any more time.
Di Lang brandished his spear and roared, “Kill them all! I will personally deal with Xiang Shaoyun!”
He then charged Xiang Shaoyun with his scarlet jiao. He only had the guts to challenge Xiang Shaoyun because he was underestimating Xiang Shaoyun as a first-stage Soul Foundation Realm cultivator. If he could instantly kill Xiang Shaoyun, the battle would basically be in the bag for him.
“Very well. I’ll let Di Batian enjoy the feeling of losing yet another son,” said Xiang Shaoyun as he charged forth on Little White.
A massive battle erupted.