Chapter 090：Tragic

"Lin Feng, he knew it all along?" 

Mo Ye's body remained stiff there. She felt her whole body was icy cold and penetrating to the bone. Just now, Lin Feng didn't even have time to dodge. It was obvious that he was deliberately trying to lure her. 

However, this shadow never appeared. Lin Feng, how did he know that? 

"Senior." 

Mo Ye shouted at that shadow, but he dared not move. He was afraid that if he moved, that shadow would strike him down. 

"Having a scum like you as an elder of the sect is a disgrace." 

A voice emerged from the void, and then, a greenish glow flashed by in an instant, as swift as lightning. 

There was no sign of anyone, only a beam of light. 

When this light faded away, the owner of the shadow finally appeared. 

Dressed in a long black robe, as if to conceal the entire person within the darkness, at this moment, he held a greenish dagger in his palm, and at the tip of the dagger, fresh red blood was continuously dripping down. 

That blood was naturally Moxie's. 

At this moment, Mo Xie remained in the same posture she had been in before, motionless. 

His eyes were wide open, with a look of disbelief on his face, as if he couldn't believe that he had no chance to move at all and was simply wiped out without a fight. 

In the throat, it was only at this moment that blood began to seep out. At this point, his body fell straight down. 

"Never did I expect that this strike would be aimed at one of my own sect's elders. It's truly a pity." 

The old man in black robes murmured softly, his voice carrying a hint of desolation. 

"Old Master Kung." 

Lin Feng shouted at the old man in the black robe. It turned out that the shadow in the void was actually the Empty Elder who was guarding the Tianjian Cliff. 

"How do you know that I'm here?" 

Wang Lao nodded at Lin Feng and asked in confusion, "You have the Shadow Spirit Soul Art. When you use it, there is only the shadow, no one else. Moreover, just now you didn't even reveal yourself. Lin Feng knew you were there and deliberately lured Mo Ye." 

"Perception." 

Lin Feng calmly replied, "When releasing his spiritual dragon, he doesn't see the world with his eyes but with his mind and heart." 

The grey world was all imprinted in his mind with an incomparably clear impression. It seemed as if he were the master of this world, and everything around him was crystal clear. 

Although there was only one shadow, the old man still noticed it. 

He immediately realized that the shadowy stronglings who had appeared before him last time were still protecting him at his side this time. 

Xiang Laolao's eyes flickered and then he nodded. 

"Lin Feng, you are the most talented young man I have ever met. If you can survive and leave this place, I hope that one day, Yunhai Sect can regain its former glory and be seen in the world again." 

The tone of the old man was tinged with a touch of wistful nostalgia. As the guardian of the sect, he was in charge of Yunhai Sect. But today, it was to be destroyed. 

"If I were still alive, in the future, I would definitely rebuild the Yunhai Sect." 

Lin Feng nodded heavily. This was his promise to the old man. But first of all, he had to make it through this alive and get out. 

Duan Tianlang must be killed without fail. 

"Cut off." 

Up in the sky, a fierce shout rang out. Blood splashed everywhere. A grey-clad elder killed one of the elders of Yunhai Sect. 

"Kongming, I've been waiting for you for a long time." 

As soon as this person took a step, he descended from the air and landed in front of the old man, his fighting spirit ablaze. 

Wang Lao said nothing. His body trembled slightly and then vanished into a stream of light. Immediately, his figure was no longer visible, but a shadow remained on the ground. 

At this moment, in the void, a figure's gaze was bloodthirsty, fixated intently on the corpse of Moye on the ground, filled with boundless hatred. 

"Yunhai Sect, I, Mo Canglan, have devoted so much to you. But in the end, you caused the death of my only son." 

A wild look flashed across Mo Canglan's eyes. His gaze shifted and landed on Nan Gong Ling, who was engaged in a battle with Duan Tianlao. The flames of hatred were burning furiously. 

"Die!" Mo Canglan roared in his heart. His body leaped into the air and instantly reached the side of Nan Gong Ling. However, Nan Gong Ling, who was fully immersed in the battle with Duan Tianlao, didn't notice Mo Xie at all, nor did he think that Mo Canglan would come at him so fiercely and aim at him. 

A ruthless blow was delivered directly to Nan Gong Ling, sending him down to the sword of Duan Tian Luan. 

As the sword flashed, a torrent of blood gushed forth. Nan Gong Ling's left arm was severed by a single blow. 

"Mo... Cang... Lan!" 

The body landed on the ground. Nan Gong Ling didn't even glance at his severed left arm. He just stared fixedly at Mo Cang Lan, who had delivered the fatal blow. It was actually the senior elder who was always by his side. 

"It's you who killed me!" Mo Canglan glanced at Mo Xie's corpse and said coldly. 

Nan Gong Ling also saw Mo Xie's corpse, his wounds, and Old Kuo who was engaged in the battle. 

Mo Ye died at the hands of the old man, Zuo Lao, who had been lurking in the background all along. 

Nan Gong Ling could surely guess what had happened. 

"Good job in the killing." 

Nan Gong Ling's expression was cold. He glanced around and saw that all the elders of Yunhai Sect were in a disadvantaged position. However, the enemy had quite a few people who had not joined the battle but were merely blocking those who were trying to escape. 

"All the members of Yunhai Sect, listen to my command. Gather all of you around me." 

Nan Gong Ling made a leap forward and landed on the Death and Life Arena. He shouted loudly. 

Upon hearing Nan Gong Ling's words, everyone broke away from the others' entanglements and returned to the highest death-and-life platform, gathering together with Nan Gong Ling. 

Except for Nan Gong Ling's broken arm, all the others were also seriously wounded. Their eyes were bloodshot and cold-blooded, and they were already blinded by the lust for bloodshed. 

Lin Feng stood quietly behind the crowd. This scene full of tragic grandeur struck his heart deeply. 

"Know what to do?" 

The blood on Nan Gong Ling's hand kept dripping down, but his gaze was extremely resolute. He was looking at the people in front of him, including Duan Tianlang. 

The crowd of Yunhai Sect all nodded silently. There was no need to say anything; they all understood what Nan Gong Ling meant. 

"Old Man Bei, he has entrusted him to you." 

Nan Gong Ling's gaze turned to North Elder again, and his expression was grave. 

Bei Lao also nodded emphatically. He possessed the "Hei Wu" spirit soul. Among the crowd, his martial arts skills and agility were the best, and his speed was the fastest. 

Immediately, Bei Lao came to Lin Feng's side. His spiritual body was revealed, his wings spread wide, and his arms tightly held Lin Feng. 

Lin Feng's pupils contracted for a moment. He finally understood what Nan Gong Ling meant. They... 

The eyes of these sect elders all fell upon Lin Feng one by one. There were various complex expressions in their gazes, but among them, there was one common feature - hope! 

All the gazes directed at Lin Feng contained a hint of hope. Lin Feng, he represented their hopes, and the hopes of Yunhai Sect as well. 

The body was as if it had been severely beaten. Lin Feng felt an overwhelming heaviness in his heart, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on his back, about to crush his body. 

These powerful figures from the sects are willing to sacrifice their own lives to save Lin Feng's life. They are willing to trade the lives of so many strong individuals for Lin Feng's single life. 

Moreover, even if they succeed and get Lin Feng's life, they won't have the chance to know what the future holds or what Lin Feng will do. How could their minds not be complicated and heavy then? 

Among the crowd, only Nan Gong Ling did not look at Lin Feng. His gaze remained fixed straight ahead. 

"Others give me a drop of water, but I repay them with an ocean of water." 

For a teenager who could utter such words, there was nothing he could doubt. All he had to consider was how to get Lin Feng out alive. 

"Go." 

At this moment, Nan Gong Ling shouted loudly and took a step forward, then vanished into thin air. 

All the elders of Yunhai Sect moved at the same moment. Following Nan Gong Ling, they stepped forward. This single step was like a lifetime. 

"The Yunhai Sect was destroyed by me, Master Shen. I'm sorry, Master Shen, for the demise of your sect." 

An overwhelming and powerful aura burst forth from Nan Gong Ling's body. His body charged straight into the group of opponents blocking his way, without any hesitation or reservation. This was a decisive strike with all his might at this moment. 

"You're asking for trouble." 

Several loud roars were heard, dazzling sword flashes swallowed everything, and with a thunderous sound, Nan Gong Ling's figure turned to dust and vanished in the wind. 

The youngest patriarch in the history of Yunhai Sect has passed away! 

No one lamented or shouted. The elders of Yunhai Sect watched this scene calmly. At the same time, their bodies moved forward, and extremely powerful attacks were unleashed. Space became extremely turbulent, and even the heavens and earth seemed to be rolling. 

Those who were in the front line of the interception were forced to dodge away from the fierce attacks of these people. Those people were reckless and fearless, but they didn't want to die. 

"Kill!" 

"Kill, kill, kill..." 

The fierce cold wind was extremely bleak. The elders of Yunhai Sect were all solemn. All their strength was unleashed at this moment, rushing towards the opponents. There was only attack, no defense, and no way to retreat. 

Looking at the successive elder monks of the sects who were charging towards each other, waving their lethal blows and radiating the last glimmer of their lives, and then falling helplessly from the air, Lin Feng didn't even blink his eyes. Those lives that were plummeting towards the ground would turn to look at him at the moment of death. Lin Feng, you have to make them see clearly that you are here. 

"Go." 

The body of Bei Laoren finally moved. It was as still as a mountain when it was not moving, but when it did move, it was like a thunderclap that shook the heavens. The body seemed to be a streak of light shooting towards the sky. 

The fluttering wings of the swan-like creature made the air currents in the space extremely fierce and powerful. The strong wind was so cold and piercing that it seemed to cut through the flesh, and it was as if it was stabbing at Lin Feng's body, causing him unbearable pain, just like the pain in his heart. 

"Want to leave?" 

A cold chuckle rang out. The sword qi was extremely sharp. On the sky above, the brilliant light emitted by the giant sword was incomparably dazzling. This was the elder who had been following around Duan Tianlao. 

"Jieying - Kill." 

A faint whispering sound emerged from the void. The emerald light was extremely faint amidst the swordlight, yet the brilliant radiance was not overlooked by anyone. 

The owner of the Shadow Spirit Blade is born for assassination. When not in action, he remains dormant; but when he does act, he can take human lives. 

"You dare!" The old man wielding the colossal sword felt his face contort slightly. He roared in anger and the extremely powerful sword light collided with the emerald green light. It seemed that in an instant, he could swallow the opponent whole. But after this strike, the luster of the colossal sword dimmed. The old man wielded the sword with heavy breaths, and blood kept seeping out from the gaping wound on his chest. 

And then the shadow in that void appeared, and the arm along with the emerald dagger vanished together. 

Even North Elder didn't glance this way. His wings quivered violently and he soared off into the sky.