Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1126: The Great Melee

Chapter 1126: Chapter 1126: The Great Melee

"This time, our Dragon Tiger Palace has come with the elites from Snow Fox Mountain, Spirit Crane Sect, Wind Cloud Island, and Ruyi Monastery—four sects combined. Although our numbers are fewer than those of the Xuannv Sect, our strength far surpasses yours. The demise of the Xuannv Sect will happen today!"

Ye Menglong’s gaze swept across the thousands of Xuannv Sect disciples and a smug smile curled at the corner of his mouth. His voice suddenly rose as he spoke aloud, "Any disciple of the Xuannv Sect who wishes to save their life can stand by our side. I, from the Dragon Tiger Palace, guarantee you will be treated well!"

"Ye, you old thief, enough!"

Yang Ruojun, seeing Ye Menglong openly coaxing her sect’s disciples, replied with a laugh tinged with fury, "Disciples of the Xuannv Sect are not cowards who fear death! If you want to fight, then bring it on! I want to see whether it’s your five sects’ disciples who will eliminate the Xuannv Sect today, or the Xuannv Sect that will wipe out your five sects’ disciples!"

Ye Menglong laughed out loud, "Sect Master Yang, you think too highly of your Xuannv Sect! You may have some advantage in numbers, but we from the five sects have brought our elite disciples. One of us could take on two or three of yours, no problem! In this battle, you don’t even have a ten percent chance of winning!"

He paused and then said, "Sect Master Yang, if I were you, I’d cripple my cultivation level and then lead all the disciples to surrender to the Dragon Tiger Palace. That way, we wouldn’t have to fight and could avoid a great number of casualties!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an immediate backlash of scolding and cursing from the Xuannv Sect’s side. Many Xuannv Sect disciples swore to share the sect’s fate, vowing to fight to the last person rather than surrender.

"Ye, you old thief, did you hear that? Xuannv Sect disciples have no soft bones! You think you can conquer without a fight—no chance!"

Yang Ruojun, looking at Ye Menglong whose expression was gradually becoming unsightly, coldly sneered, "Moreover, I’m not you! I, Yang Ruojun, can live without my life, but I will never do anything to disgrace the legacy of the Xuannv Sect’s past sect leaders!"

Ye Menglong snorted coldly, "You old witch, you refuse the toast only to drink a forfeit! Do you realize that your stubbornness will not only harm yourself but also all the disciples in your sect?"

Having finished speaking, he then shouted loudly to the surrounding Xuannv Sect disciples, "I’m giving you one last chance: surrender or death. Make your choice!"

The reply he received was another round of angry scolding and fierce cursing from the Xuannv Sect disciples, not a single one choosing to surrender.

Although Ye Menglong was annoyed, he couldn’t help but admire the loyalty of the Xuannv Sect disciples to their sect. If the disciples of the Dragon Tiger Palace were in this situation, Ye Menglong wouldn’t dare guarantee that his disciples would also have the determination to live or die with the sect.

The stronger the cohesiveness of a sect, the more formidable it becomes. Although the alliance of the five sects of the Dragon Tiger Palace held an absolute advantage in overall strength, to annihilate the Xuannv Sect, which was united as one, would likely come at a great cost.

Ye Menglong naturally understood this as well, feeling somewhat heavy-hearted, knowing that even though the five sects together could exterminate the Xuannv Sect, the Dragon Tiger Palace would definitely suffer greatly. But with things having come this far, there was only the battle left.

Then the thought struck him that after annihilating the Xuannv Sect, they would gain a massive amount of cultivation resources. Ye Menglong’s mood began to improve as he thought that with the cultivation resources obtained from the Xuannv Sect, the Dragon Tiger Palace would soon recover and could rise to greater heights. It appeared that the benefits of this battle would far outweigh the losses, making it worthwhile.

"Since you all wish to die, then I shall grant you that!"

A fierce and violent light shone in Ye Menglong’s eyes, his right arm raised, then violently slashed down, signaling the attack.

"Kill!"

The thousands of disciples from the five great sects, already primed for battle, unleashed an earth-shattering war cry at Ye Menglong’s gesture. Powered by Essence Energy and wielding their spiritual artifacts, they charged from all directions towards the thousands of Xuannv Sect disciples.

"Disciples of the Xuannv Sect, fight with me! Victory will surely belong to the Xuannv Sect!"

Yang Ruojun’s cool and sharp voice echoed in the skies above Cloud Mist Mountain, spurring on the Xuannv Sect disciples, then with her sword in hand, she charged at the forefront towards the opposing Ye Menglong.

Ye Menglong was a Vast Level Perfection powerhouse, and within the Xuannv Sect, only Yang Ruojun possessed the strength to battle him.

Elders and Stewards of the Xuannv Sect also each brought out their Spiritual Artifacts, seeking opponents to fight.

The thousands of Xuannv Sect disciples gathered in the square, each with a weapon in hand, also advanced towards the disciples of the five major sects charging from all directions.

Their overall strength was much weaker than the disciples of the five major sects, but their morale and fighting spirit were even higher, every one of them prepared to fight to the death, resulting in an astonishing momentum.

Nearly ten thousand disciples from both sides, carrying an unstoppable killing intent, clashed together like tidal waves, causing giant swells to rise, and in an instant, blood mist filled the air, accompanied by the sound of agonized screams.

A battle of extreme brutality thus began.

"Quick! Speed up!"

While a fierce battle raged between nearly ten thousand disciples of the Xuannv Sect and those of the five major sects including the Dragon Tiger Palace, ten figures hurriedly approached from outside Cloud Mist Mountain. Urged on by their leader, they moved at full speed and soon arrived near the square in front of the entrance to the Xuannv Sect, witnessing a grand melee involving thousands.

The ten newly arrived individuals were Xuannv Sect disciples led by Han Xingyu, returning from the Purple Flame Sect.

After escaping from the bottom of Nine Bends Gorge, worried about the life and death of the Xuannv Sect, they rushed back at full speed. On their way, they spared no expense in using a large number of Essence Stones to change mounts for Swiftwind Horses, finally arriving at the Xuannv Sect at this moment.

Despite being mentally prepared, upon seeing the Xuannv Sect disciples suffering heavy casualties and deaths, Han Xingyu and the others couldn’t help but feel their eyes redden with grief and anger.

"Kill!"

Led by Han Xingyu, the ten of them, as if driven mad, joined the fray.

However, their intervention did not create much of an impact, nor did it change anything—the Xuannv Sect disciples were still at a disadvantage. Moments by moments, more Xuannv Sect disciples either died or were injured, falling into pools of blood.

...

In a small valley several miles from the Xuannv Peak, where the Xuannv Sect headquarters was located, the original quiet was disturbed by faintly heard shouts and battle cries.

This valley, known as "Reflection Valley," was where the Xuannv Sect imprisoned disciples who had committed serious offenses.

All around Reflection Valley, restrictive formations had been set up that couldn’t be destroyed, making it impossible to leave the valley.

At this moment, by a pond on the north side of Reflection Valley, three men and three women stood facing each other, seemingly in conversation.

The three women were one middle-aged woman wearing the inner court disciple uniform of the Xuannv Sect, possessing mid-Desolate Level strength.

The other two were both in their twenties with skin as white as snow, breathtakingly beautiful—one charming and coquettish, the other pure and elegant, each of them with an outstanding temperament.

Both were wearing the attire of external courtyard disciples of the Xuannv Sect, with early Desolate Level strength.

The three men facing the women, however, were not Xuannv Sect disciples. Their ages seemed roughly the same as the women, but their strength far surpassed that of the three women.