Chapter 1469: Divide And Conquer

After one move.

Feng Mofeng, the fourth elder of Tianyuan Sect, looked even more surprised.

Having been famous for many years and having few rivals in the Yandang Mountains, as well as being a respected elder of Tianyuan Sect, he had rarely encountered such fierce sword intent.

In that previous palm strike, he had not underestimated the two, using eighty percent of his cultivation. Before leaving, the sect leader had also instructed him, so he had acted swiftly, hoping to catch them off guard!

It had been many years since he had fought so seriously.

Unexpectedly.

These two young men not only had rich combat experience, instantly countering his attack without any panic, but they also possessed sword intent far beyond imagination.

After that exchange, he deeply felt the sword intent and that sharp, killing aura. Without countless life-and-death battles, such mastery would be impossible!

These two were so young, yet their cultivation had already reached the Tianyang Realm, and they even had such sword intent. With all these extraordinary qualities combined, they could truly be called freaks of nature!

When had such extraordinary beings appeared in the Yandang Mountains?

Even someone like Feng Mofeng was deeply shocked, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes.

In contrast.

Yi Feng and the black-clad youth seemed much more relaxed.

After the previous battle, they clearly realized that the gap between them and the old man wasn't as large as they had imagined. Although the old man's cultivation was slightly higher, it wasn't insurmountable. If they fought together, they might just have a chance of winning.

With this thought, they exchanged a glance.

With years of默契, no words were needed. They simultaneously stepped into the air, their sword intents cutting through the starry night!

Feng Mofeng also went all out to meet their attack!

For a time.

Sword lights danced in the air, illuminating the night! The thunderous clashes and the terrifying collisions of spiritual power were enough to leave a lifelong impression on everyone present.

As time passed, Yi Feng and the black-clad youth fought with increasing ferocity. Although their cultivation time was short and their cultivation levels slightly inferior, their youth gave them an advantage.

These two brothers, who had fought their way out of a sea of blood, seemed to have endless spiritual power and unyielding fighting spirit, each move more fierce than the last.

Even though they were in a life-and-death battle, it seemed as if they were gaining more insights, growing as if they were cultivating. With their默契, they gradually began to gain the upper hand!

This monstrous combat power left everyone present dumbfounded.

On the ground of the ruined Xinjian Sect, both sides stared at the night sky, their shock growing with each passing moment.

As another sword light came hurtling towards him.

Feng Mofeng, in mid-air, was greatly alarmed, feeling the strain of the battle more and more. He suddenly had a bad premonition: if this continued, he might actually lose!

As he dodged, his gaze swept over the people on the ground.

Instantly.

A plan formed in Feng Mofeng's mind, and a sinister glint appeared in his eyes.

With a fierce palm strike, terrifying spiritual power crushed down towards the disciples of Xinjian Sect!

Faced with such overwhelming power, the disciples felt as if Mount Tai was pressing down on them. Even if they woke up in time, they were powerless to resist. Despair filled their eyes as death loomed!

Yi Feng thrust out his sword, but it was too late to turn back and save them. Seeing this, the black-clad youth quickly swung his sword, sending out a sword light to block the palm strike!

But the hasty rescue was too late.

Although that sword strike was powerful, it only managed to block a fraction of the palm's force!

"Boom!"

After the deafening explosion, the residual shockwaves spread out in all directions. Over ten Xinjian Sect disciples died on the spot, their blood mist scattering in the air!

Yi Feng was furious, ready to charge forward with his sword!

For the first time in years, he felt such intense anger, completely provoked by this despicable tactic into a fighting frenzy!

In an instant.

Yi Feng seemed to return to the Soul-Severing Cliff of the past, his entire body exuding a chilling aura. Despite wearing white robes, he seemed drenched in blood, a terrifying sight!

Feeling that extraordinary fighting spirit, the exhausted Feng Mofeng immediately fled!

Even as the black-clad youth chased after him with his sword, Feng Mofeng had already disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this despicable villain escape, Yi Feng's rage had no outlet. He could only charge towards the ground, engaging in a bloody battle with the invading Tianyuan Sect forces!

Blood soaked the training ground of Xinjian Sect, and the unwilling roars echoed through the night sky.

After a long time.

This night raid finally came to an end, but it was a bitter victory.

The elders and disciples collected the bodies of their fallen comrades, remaining silent for a long time, their faces filled with frustration and resentment. Faced with the overwhelming difference in strength, they felt only helplessness and guilt. Besides remembering this blood feud and burying their fallen comrades, they could do nothing else.

As dawn approached.

Xinjian Sect was in ruins, with only a few dozen people standing amidst the wreckage, gritting their teeth as they looked at Yi Feng.

"Sect Leader!"

"If it weren't for us holding you back, even if that old thief is an elder of Tianyuan Sect, he wouldn't be a match for you and the Grand Protector!"

"It's all our fault!"

Words of frustration and self-blame, accompanied by hot tears, fell into silence. The morale of Xinjian Sect had suffered a heavy blow, and the harsh reality shattered their previous dreams.

Seeing everyone's low spirits, Yi Feng showed no signs of blame. Instead, he spoke solemnly, giving instructions for the future.

"After this battle, you must understand that Tianyuan Sect is not something we can contend with at our current level."

"From today onwards, Xinjian Sect will temporarily disband. Everyone should leave and preserve their strength. But Xinjian Sect will not perish. Everyone must remember today's blood feud, focus on cultivation, and distribute all the sect's assets immediately!"

"When we reunite in the future, we will definitely storm Tianyuan Sect!"

At these words, a glimmer of fighting spirit appeared in everyone's eyes. After the assets were distributed, many tightly grasped the spirit stones in their hands and spoke up one after another!

"Storm Tianyuan Sect!"

"Remember the blood feud, storm Tianyuan Sect!"

"Sect Leader, when will we reunite?"

As they asked, everyone looked up at Yi Feng, their eyes filled with anticipation.

After a moment of thought, Yi Feng made a promise.

"One year."

"In one year, if you haven't forgotten today's blood feud, we will reunite here. Then we will discuss our next steps!"

One year...

The disciples and elders exchanged glances, their eyes filled with determination. They bowed in farewell and left one by one.

After everyone left.

The surroundings suddenly became eerily quiet, filled with an indescribable sense of loneliness and helplessness.

Just yesterday, they had been celebrating with a feast, everyone full of hope for the future. But in just one night, the sect was in ruins.

This stark contrast made the black-clad youth clench his fists tightly. He turned to Yi Feng, his voice urgent.

"That one-year promise, you weren't just saying that, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Feng nodded firmly.

"Of course not."

"Now that everyone has left, we have no more burdens. It's time to take revenge!"

Hearing this, the youth nodded slightly.

"I knew it. You disbanded Xinjian Sect to avoid dragging everyone down..."

Halfway through his sentence, he seemed to remember something, a look of confusion in his eyes.

"That's just like you. You're a man of honor."

"But even if we can defeat that despicable old man, with just the two of us, we're still far from being able to storm Tianyuan Sect and exact our revenge."

"Being brave without a plan isn't like you. Tell me, do you have a good idea?"

Yi Feng smiled at this.

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you."

Then he leaned in and whispered his plan.

"We might not be able to take on Tianyuan Sect head-on, but if we can't win, we can run. Now that we have no more burdens, we can cause trouble and seek revenge from time to time. What can they do about it?"

Hearing this, the black-clad youth's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Run if we can't win?"

"That works?"

"Thinking about it, it makes sense. Even if Tianyuan Sect has many experts, they can't handle sneak attacks, right? As they say, it's easy to dodge an open spear but hard to avoid a hidden arrow. This could work!"

"Even if they have experts, we can just run away! If we could escape from Nanli Kingdom back then, a sect's forces won't be able to catch us!"

Seeing that his brother had grasped the essence, Yi Feng also smiled and nodded.

"Exactly."

"Now that Xinjian Sect has been divided and scattered, with only the two of us showing ourselves, it will be hard for them to track us."

"As the saying goes, when the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy tires, we strike! From now on, we'll focus on assassination and sabotage. There's no need to engage in prolonged battles. If we encounter a Tianyang Realm elder, we'll just run! If they can't catch us, we'll sneak back and cause more trouble, maybe even grab some treasures!"

"Even if they come here, it's just a pile of ruins. Let them vent their anger. The worst-case scenario is Tianyuan Sect using all their resources to hunt us down, but we're not afraid. We'll just keep running!"

"After all, there are only two of us. We don't have their vast resources, so we can afford to drag this out. As time goes on, we'll see who comes out on top!"

After this explanation, the black-clad youth was smiling broadly.

"What a great strategy—when the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy tires, we strike!"

"Well said! We'll just keep ambushing them and see what they can do! This plan is truly brilliant, even more cunning than that despicable elder. I love it!"

"Brother, where did you learn this trick? Does it have a name?"

Hearing this, Yi Feng smiled and casually replied.

"It's called guerrilla warfare."

"Let's go. We'll scout around Tianyuan Sect first and teach this so-called strongest sect a lesson!"

With that.

The black-clad youth was overjoyed, humming a tune as he followed.

The two walked side by side, leisurely making their way through the mountains.

Soon, they arrived at Tianyuan Sect.

Northern foothills of the Tiandang Mountains.

Thanks to Tianyuan Sect's influence, this area was incredibly prosperous. Despite being in the border mountains of the Liehuo Kingdom, there was a bustling city here. Merchants and cultivators filled the streets, and taverns lined the roads. The aroma of food and wine wafted through the air, and lively conversations could be heard everywhere.

Seeing this scene.

Yi Feng and the black-clad youth exchanged a knowing smile and headed towards a lively tavern by the roadside.