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第两千六百九十六章 又气又怒

"Master Ma, what are you doing?"

The silver-haired elder turned his head, his beard and hair standing out in disarray. His expression was terrifying to behold; the redness of his eyes could barely describe it.

Drip, drip—his blood flowed down his robe.

A dagger had pierced through his left chest, stabbing right into his heart, but he seemed not to feel any pain at all. He stared intently at the old man in black robes before him, showing both fear and anger on his face. Yet beneath that fear and anger was something even more unbelievable.

Though there were many senior elders of the Spirit Ghost Sect, this particular junior disciple had been his closest friend. But now, could it be that he was stabbing a dagger into his back?

"Why? Why are you doing this to me?"

A voice like a cuckoo's lament echoed in his ears as if his heart had been stabbed with a sharp blade, surely leading to his death. Yet right now, he couldn't afford to think about anything else; his eyes bulged out, ignoring the gushing blood from his wounds, just wanting to know why this person was doing such a thing.

Otherwise, he would die with unresolved questions.

After stabbing his fellow sect member and retreating over a hundred feet away, Master Ma immediately raised his own innate treasure, showing extreme caution as if fearing an ambush by the silver-haired elder. After all, he had been caught off guard.

But things didn't go according to his expectations. The other party was severely injured but did not rush to retaliate like an enemy; instead, they asked for a reason behind their actions.

What a fool!

Master Ma's expression turned smug as he said with a sneer: "Senior Brother, why ask something you already know? I only wanted to prevent our sect from falling into your hands."

"Falling into my hands?"

The silver-haired elder was both angry and frustrated. He had devoted himself entirely to the Spirit Ghost Sect, even risking his life for it, but now he was unjustly accused, almost to the point of losing his breath.

But this other party showed no shame; instead, they wore a righteous expression:

"Correct. I am willing to bear the blame for harming my fellow sect members, all in the name of our sect's survival. Senior Lin's abilities are well known to you, senior brother. Old Monster Zhong is already dead, and if we don't change our ways, our sect will surely fall into ruin. What else would be a greater sin than that?"

"Humph! If it were like this, then I am the one who doesn't understand the situation, always dragging down the sect?"

Seeing such shamelessness, the silver-haired elder was filled with anger and resentment in his eyes. But the man in black robes ignored him: "I didn't say anything of the sort. As they say, there's no escape from a deep-sea abyss; if senior brother can now see the light, it's not too late."

"See the light? How do you want me to see the light? According to your wishes, where should our sect go?"

"What path should we take? It is clear which way to go."

The voice of the man in black robes sounded like a smile. But then his expression turned fawning as he knelt and bowed before Lin Xuan with utmost respect: "Senior Lin's divine techniques are unparalleled; your might shakes the spirit realm. We were foolish not to recognize your greatness, opposing you. Our sins are unforgivable. Please accept our submission; we will make amends in the future. The Spirit Ghost Sect is willing to submit and become a subordinate force under your sect, always ready to follow your commands without hesitation."

"Oh?"

Lin Xuan was surprised by such an offer. As they say, killing one thousand enemies could cost eight hundred lives. In terms of strength, even if he didn't count himself, the Spirit Ghost Sect's power far exceeded that of Cloud Concealment Sect. Even though their morale had been shattered, there were still some loyal cultivators who remained true to the sect. Though not many, they would surely cause trouble if forced into a corner.

Moreover, even if his side won with overwhelming force, what benefit could he gain from the disintegration of the Spirit Ghost Sect? It was pointless to harm others without personal gain.

But if they were willing to submit, that was different. His sect gained an unexpected ally, and their strength would increase exponentially. Although Lin Xuan had declined the position of Grand Elder, his reputation and power meant that both the young man with the dragon name and the girl with the silver eyes looked up to him.

The Cloud Concealment Sect's power was a boon for Lin Xuan. He wouldn't reject such an offer.

But on the surface, he still maintained a composed expression: "You want to submit?"

"Yes, we were at fault earlier. We failed to recognize your greatness and dared to provoke you. Please accept our submission; in the future, we can make amends."

The man in black robes spoke cautiously, constantly checking Lin Xuan's reaction.

He had been so intimidated by Lin Xuan that he lacked the courage to run away, leading him to resort to such a desperate plan. Although this was shameless and his sect would have a harder time after submitting to Cloud Concealment Sect, it was worth everything as long as they could survive.

Lin Xuan heard this with great joy on the inside but maintained an expression of contemplation.

The silver-haired elder watched from the side, nearly choking in frustration. Such shamelessness and betrayal! If he followed what the man in black robes said, the Spirit Ghost Sect's millions of years of legacy would end here. How could they face their ancestors in the Netherworld?

"Utter shamelessness; I will fight you to the death."

The silver-haired elder roared with anger. He was already severely injured, and his heart had been pierced through. If he were a mere mortal, he would have died instantly. As an immortal, he could only delay his demise for a short while. But now, driven by desperation, he revealed the truth.

With a loud shout, his fingers curled like claws as he lunged at the man in black robes.

Normally, if another Spirit Realm cultivator were to face him, they would have withdrawn their essence soul, but he didn't make that choice. He was determined to die with that despicable person, no matter what.

Though severely injured, his actions were swift and deadly, faster than a bolt of lightning. The man in black robes had always been on guard but never expected such speed from the other party. By the time he realized the danger, it was too late. He saw Lin Xuan's head ramming towards him with force.

If hit, both their heads would surely shatter like ripe melons. But there was nowhere for him to escape.

"My life is over."

The man in black robes showed fear in his eyes; now he had no place to hide and could only close his eyes and await death.

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