Chapter 299: The Moment of Despair

The junior sister and Miss Gong are still hiding there.

“Boom…”

Under the ferocious power of Han Yongyi, the buildings on Nameless Peak collapsed with a thunderous crash. Zhang Er’gou and the others turned deathly pale.

“Junior brothers, hurry to Nameless Peak,” Zhang Er’gou roared.

Tian Yu and Feng Bujue didn’t hesitate and rushed towards Nameless Peak.

“Hmph, trying to escape? Too late,” Han Yongyi, floating in the void, sneered and struck out with a palm, as if the entire void was being compressed.

Tian Yu and Feng Bujue immediately vomited blood, their bodies slammed mercilessly into the ground.

“Junior brothers…” Zhang Er’gou, looking at Tian Yu and Feng Bujue, let out a furious roar. Han Yongyi’s figure in the void was like a towering mountain, blocking everyone’s path.

At this moment, the Supreme Elders in the void were also at their last breath.

Lü Mingyang, the Supreme Elder of Zhongtian Peak, severely injured, had killed a Supreme Elder of the Nine Heavens Sect, but his own losses were significant, his breath chaotic as he fell from the void.

And in that instant, a figure descended from the sky.

“Brother Yan…” Wuya’s eyes widened in rage, roaring furiously.

Yan Zhanwen, the Supreme Elder of the Holy Sect, was horrifically injured, a sight that was terrifying to behold. A Great Heaven Realm Perfection expert suffering such severe injuries was unprecedented.

Especially the parts of his body where bones were exposed, sending chills down one’s spine.

“Holy Sect, today is your doom,” Han Yongyi laughed maniacally as he watched the scene.

The Holy Sect had suffered heavy losses, and in the war among the top-tier powers, the Holy Sect was utterly defeated.

The Supreme Elder of Jialan Peak was an old woman, now barely floating in the void, as if she could die at any moment.

“Master…”

“Elder…”

The disciples of Jialan Peak, seeing the elder’s condition, let out heart-wrenching cries.

The Supreme Elder of Jialan Peak glanced at her disciples, coughed up a bit of blood, and with a resolute expression, said, “Disciples of Jialan Peak, from now on, the position of Peak Master of Jialan Peak will be held by your senior sister, Mu Bingyan. You must obey her commands.”

“Master…” Mu Bingyan, looking at her master, wept uncontrollably.

“Bingyan, don’t let me down,” the Supreme Elder of Jialan Peak looked at her disciple, a token floating into Mu Bingyan’s hand, then turned to the Sect Master and the others, “Brothers, please take care of Jialan Peak in the future. Today, I will defend the sect.”

“Sister, no…” The severely injured Supreme Elders tried to stop her, but it was too late.

The Supreme Elder of Jialan Peak’s aura surged violently.

“Jialan Extinction.”

Ten chains of rules flew from the void, mysterious flames burning on them. In that instant, a brilliant light flashed.

The body of the Supreme Elder of Jialan Peak instantly dissipated, replaced by a surge of overwhelming power, crashing towards Han Yongyi.

Han Yongyi, watching this, a faint and sinister smile appeared on his face. The strongest strike from a Great Heaven Realm Perfection expert burning herself.

But it’s a pity…

Some Supreme Elders of the Nine Heavens Sect standing behind Han Yongyi, sensing this power, also changed their expressions.

They weren’t as calm as Han Yongyi. If hit by this power, they might perish here.

“Sister…” The Supreme Elders of the Holy Sect, watching this scene, had sorrow in their eyes.

At this moment, Han Yongyi simply raised his hand, and as the powerful force struck, he caught it with a single hand.

“Overestimating yourself,” Han Yongyi said coldly.

“How is this possible…” The people of the Holy Sect were shocked.

Supreme Elder Wuya, seeing this, was completely stunned. This was the strongest strike from his sister burning herself, how could it be so easily caught?

How strong is Han Yongyi? Impossible… absolutely impossible.

“Holy Sect, today you will be annihilated. What other tricks do you have?” Han Yongyi sneered.

At this moment, Han Yongyi was like a terrifying demon king in everyone’s minds, holding the power of life and death.

“Is there really no hope left?”

“Is the Holy Sect really going to be destroyed like this? Who can help us?”

At this moment, both inner and outer disciples were filled with sorrow. The enemy before them was too strong, so strong that they had no chance to resist.

“Brothers, now we can only fight with everything we have,” Yan Hongyu, looking at all this, was also filled with sorrow.

“Sect Master…” The severely injured elders exchanged glances and finally nodded.

Supreme Elder Yan Zhanwen, the most severely injured, struggled to stand up.

“I never thought there would be a day like this, but now, to protect the Sect Master and avenge our sister, we are willing to do this. If there is a next life, I hope we can still be brothers.”

The Sect Master and the elders looked at each other, a hint of nostalgia in their smiles.

It was a scene from a hundred years ago.

Just like these disciples now, they would be the pillars of the sect in the future.

At this moment, the Sect Master and the Supreme Elders stood there, their auras constantly fluctuating, chains of rules swirling around them.

The disciples of the Holy Sect, seeing the unusual aura on the Sect Master and the elders, didn’t understand what was happening. But they noticed the aura of death gradually thickening around them.

“You must bring glory back to the Holy Sect in the future,” Sect Master Yan said sternly.

“Sect Master…” The disciples of the Holy Sect clenched their fists at this moment.

Han Yongyi, looking at the situation below, showed a faint smile. This was quite interesting.

He knew this was the Holy Sect’s final trump card.

But he wasn’t afraid at all.

“Xiao Bai, come back…” At this moment, a small white figure leaped up. The young Snow Lion King, Xiao Bai, was constantly changing its form in mid-air.

Han Yongyi glanced lightly, snorted disdainfully, and flicked his finger in the void.

“Bang bang…”

Xiao Bai, who had opened its mouth to bite Han Yongyi, seemed to be hit by endless attacks, its body trembling in mid-air, sharp lights piercing through its body.

“Bang…”

Xiao Bai fell to the ground, its body shrinking, its snow-white fur now stained with blood.

“Xiao Bai…” Zhi Qiao, seeing Xiao Bai fall from the void, was terrified, then picked up Xiao Bai and stood there wailing.

“Junior sister, come here…” Zhang Er’gou’s face changed drastically, and he rushed forward without regard for his own life.

“Big brother, I’m scared…” Zhi Qiao, holding Xiao Bai, cried loudly.

“Interesting…” Han Yongyi smiled faintly, slowly extending his finger, a beam of true essence shooting towards the little one.

“Junior sister, dodge!” Zhang Er’gou, seeing this, roared in desperation, but he was too slow.

At this moment, Zhang Er’gou looked on in despair, it was too late.

“Bang…”

Gong Bingye, who had been chasing from behind, pushed Zhi Qiao aside, but was pierced by the beam of light, blood spraying out.

“Sister Gong…” Cai Zhi Qiao, now pushed to the ground, turned around to see Sister Gong lying in a pool of blood.

The Sect Master and the Supreme Elders of the Holy Sect, seeing this scene, were filled with rage, but they couldn’t move now, or all their efforts would be in vain.

The chains of rules around them intertwined, merging in the void, a fusion of the chains of rules.

“Yan Hongyu, don’t waste your energy. With your current injuries, you won’t last until the fusion of the chains of rules. Why not enjoy watching your disciples die, starting with this little one,” Han Yongyi’s dark eyes turned to Cai Zhi Qiao.

“Han Yongyi, you are unworthy of being the Sect Master of the Nine Heavens Sect…” Yan Hongyu roared in anger.

Zhang Er’gou’s face changed drastically, holding his junior sister, looking at his fallen junior brothers, then at the figure in the void, filled with sorrow.

“Sect Master, I have done my best…”

At this moment, Han Yongyi raised his palm, the aura on it surging, making everyone feel a sense of helplessness.

Everything was over.

“Boom…”

Under Han Yongyi’s violent force, the buildings on Wuming Peak collapsed with a deafening roar, while Zhang Erdou and others turned deathly pale.

“Junior brothers, you quickly go to Wuming Peak!” Zhang Erdou shouted.

Without hesitation, Tianyu and Feng Bu Jue rushed toward Wuming Peak.

“Hmph, trying to escape? Too late,” Han Yongyi, floating in the air, sneered coldly. With a single palm strike, it seemed as if the entire void was compressed.

Instantly, Tianyu and Feng Bu Jue spat out copious amounts of blood, their bodies slammed violently into the ground.

“Junior brothers…” Seeing Tianyu and Feng Bu Jue, Zhang Erdou’s face twisted in rage. Han Yongyi’s figure in the sky was like a mountain blocking everyone’s path.

At this moment, the elders from the void were also reaching their final moments.

Lv Mingyang, the senior elder from Zhongtian Peak, severely injured, had just slain a senior elder from Jiuxiao Sect but suffered greatly himself. His breath was ragged, and he fell from the sky.

At this very moment, a figure descended from above.

“Yan Junior Brother…” Wuya’s eyes were filled with rage as he roared furiously.

Yan Zhanwen, the senior elder of the Holy Sect, had injuries that were horrifying to behold, enough to instill terror in anyone. A Grand Heaven-level expert reaching the peak of cultivation suffering such grievous wounds was unprecedented.

Especially in some parts of his body, the white bones were exposed, sending chills down one’s spine.

“Today is your doom, Holy Sect,” Han Yongyi laughed maniacally at the scene before him.

The Holy Sect had suffered heavy losses. In this battle among the elites, the Holy Sect had been utterly defeated.

The elder of Jilan Peak, an old woman, struggled to float in the air, appearing as if she might die at any moment.

“Master…”

“Elder…”

The disciples of Jilan Peak cried out in anguish at the sight of their elder’s condition.

The senior elder of Jilan Peak looked at her disciples, spat out a mouthful of blood, and showed a determined expression: “Disciples of Jilan Peak, listen well. From this day forth, the position of Jilan Peak master shall belong to your senior sister Mu Binyan; you must all obey her commands.”

“Master…” Mu Binyan gazed at her master, sobbing uncontrollably.

“Binyan, don’t let your master down,” the senior elder of Jilan Peak looked at her apprentice. A token floated into Mu Binyan’s hand. Then she turned to the sect leader and others, “Senior brothers, please take good care of Jilan Peak from now on. Today, I, your junior sister, shall defend our sect.”

“Junior sister, don’t do this…” Many severely wounded elders tried to stop her, but it was already too late.

The senior elder of Jilan Peak suddenly unleashed a surge of power.

“Jilan Annihilation.”

Ten chains of laws belonging to the senior elder of Jilan Peak flew from the void, burning with mysterious flames. At that very moment, a brilliant light flashed.

The senior elder of Jilan Peak instantly dissipated, replaced by an overwhelming force that struck toward Han Yongyi.

Han Yongyi, watching this unfold, showed a smile on his otherwise calm and gloomy face. A Grand Heaven-level expert at the peak of cultivation, burning their very being to unleash their ultimate strike.

But it was too bad…

Some elders of Jiuxiao Sect standing behind Han Yongyi also changed expressions upon sensing this power.

Unlike Han Yongyi, they weren’t so calm. If struck by this force, they might perish here.

“Junior sister…” The elders of the Holy Sect, witnessing this scene, also showed sorrow in their eyes.

At this moment, Han Yongyi simply raised his hand. As this immense force surged toward him, he caught it with one hand.

“Overestimating yourself,” Han Yongyi said coldly.

“How is this possible…” Everyone from the Holy Sect was shocked.

Wuya, the senior elder, seeing this, was completely stunned. This was his junior sister’s most powerful strike after burning her very being. How could it be so easily stopped?

How strong was Han Yongyi? Impossible… absolutely impossible.

“Today, the Holy Sect shall be destroyed. Do you still have any tricks left?” Han Yongyi sneered.

At this moment, Han Yongyi was like a terrifying demon king in everyone’s mind, holding absolute power over life and death.

“Could it be… there really is no hope left?”

“Will the Holy Sect truly be destroyed like this? Who will help us?”

At this moment, whether inner disciples or outer disciples, all felt deep sorrow. The enemy before them was too powerful, so powerful that they couldn’t even resist in the slightest.

“Junior brothers, we have no choice but to fight now,” Yan Hongyu looked at the scene, his heart filled with grief.

“Master…” The seriously injured elders exchanged glances and finally nodded.

The heavily wounded senior elder Yan Zhanwen struggled to his feet.

“I thought I would never face this moment in my life, but now, to protect our master and avenge my junior sister, we are willing to give everything. If there is another life, I hope we can still be brothers in cultivation.”

The master and elders looked at each other, a faint nostalgic smile appearing on their lips.

It was a scene from a hundred years ago.

Just like these disciples now, they would one day become the pillars of the sect.

At this moment, the master and elders stood there, their auras fluctuating, chains of laws swirling around them.

The disciples of the Holy Sect noticed something strange about the master and elders’ auras but didn’t understand what was happening. However, they sensed a growing sense of death from their masters.

“From now on, you must glorify the Holy Sect and restore its former glory,” Master Yan declared sternly.

“Master…” At this moment, the disciples of the Holy Sect clenched their fists tightly.

Han Yongyi looked at the situation below and slightly smiled. It was quite interesting indeed.

He knew this was the Holy Sect’s final trump card.

However, he felt no fear at all.

“Xiaobai, come back…” At this moment, a small white figure leaped up. Xiaobai, the young Snow King Lion cub, was changing midair.

Han Yongyi glanced slightly, snorted contemptuously, and flicked his finger in the void.

“Peng peng…”

Xiaobai, opening its huge mouth to bite Han Yongyi, seemed to suffer infinite attacks. Its body trembled midair as sharp beams of light pierced through it.

“Peng…”

Xiaobai immediately fell to the ground, its body shrinking, its snowy white fur now stained with blood.

“Xiaobai…” Zhiqiao looked at Xiaobai falling from the void, stunned for a moment before hugging Xiaobai in her arms, crying loudly.

“Junior sister, come quickly…” Seeing this, Zhang Erdou’s face changed dramatically. Without caring for his life, he rushed forward.

“Senior Brother, I’m scared…” Zhiqiao hugged Xiaobai, crying uncontrollably.

“Interesting…” Han Yongyi smiled slightly, slowly extending his finger. His true energy formed a beam of light, shooting toward the little girl.

“Junior sister, quickly dodge!” Seeing this, Zhang Erdou roared furiously. His speed was simply too slow to make it in time.

At this moment, Zhang Erdou looked desperately at the scene before him. It was too late.

“Peng…”

At this moment, Gong Bingye, chasing from behind, pushed Zhiqiao aside. She herself was pierced by the beam of light, blood spraying from her wound.

“Big sister…” Cai Zhiqiao was pushed to the ground, but when she turned around, she saw her big sister lying in a pool of blood.

The Holy Sect’s master and elders looked at this scene, their hearts burning with rage. But at this moment, they couldn’t move, or everything would be in vain.

The chains of laws around everyone entwined together, condensing in the void. It was the fusion of chains of laws.

“Yan Hongyu, stop wasting your efforts. Wanting to fuse the chains of laws with your current injuries, you won’t even survive until that moment. Why not just enjoy watching your disciples die? Let’s start with this little girl,” Han Yongyi’s pitch-black eyes fixed on Cai Zhiqiao.

“Yongyi Han, you disgrace the position of Jiuxiao Sect’s master…” Yan Hongyu roared furiously.

Zhang Erdou’s face changed dramatically. Holding his junior sister, looking at his fallen junior brothers, and then at the figure in the sky, he felt deep sorrow in his heart.

“Master, I’ve done my best…”

At this moment, Han Yongyi raised his hand. The power surging from his palm created an overwhelming sense of helplessness.

Everything was over.