NOVPUBThe next day.
As the sun gradually rose from the east.
A new day dawned across the Lower Realm.
At Dragon Leap Gate.
Almost all the Sect members’ attention was focused on the location of the Moon Fallen Sect.
However.
These Sect members didn’t get too close, mostly observing from about thirty meters away, as many were aware that it was not appropriate to get too close to such matters.
As for top powers like the Cold Extreme Palace and the Blood Soul Demon Sect, their Old Ancestors and Sect Masters, none stepped out of their simple dwellings.
In their eyes, it was just the execution of Jiang Muyun, and with their Perceptive Force, they could clearly sense everything happening outside; there was no need to join the other Sects in the commotion—they were waiting for the appearance of Shen Feng.
Various low murmurs arose throughout the Dragon Leap Gate area.
In a place to the right of the Moon Fallen Sect’s temporary housing.
Gao Huiying, the Supreme Elder of the Hundred Flower Sect, Sect Master Jiang Zhuyu, and Xue Wanyue, among others, furrowed their brows tightly. They had misjudged Shen Feng as a descendent of Immortal Emperor Miaoyin due to a comment Shen Feng made before his departure.
When Shen Feng’s warrant spread throughout the Lower Realm, Jiang Zhuyu and the others constantly worried for him. However, their Hundred Flower Sect was too weak, and even Gao Huiying, the Supreme Elder, whose Cultivation had only reached the Sea Transformation Stage, was insignificant as an ant before superior forces like the Cold Extreme Palace.
Now, everyone here knew that Jiang Muyun was to be executed by the Moon Fallen Sect for betraying the Sect by colluding with Shen Feng.
Xue Wanyue’s brows furrowed tighter as she watched Jiang Muyun restrained by handcuffs and shackles. She bit her lips lightly and simultaneously transmitted a message to Gao Huiying and Jiang Zhuyu, "Old Ancestor, Sect Master, can we only stand by and watch? Do you think Shen Feng will appear?"
Gao Huiying’s face bore a helpless expression as she transmitted her reply, "Wanyue, other than this, with our strength, what can we do?"
Xue Wanyue fell silent, only feeling that the once revered daughter of heaven had fallen to such a pitiable state.
Jiang Zhuyu’s beautiful eyes filled with concern as she transmitted a message, "Wanyue, Shen Feng appearing here would be tantamount to seeking death! The Old Ancestors of Sects like the Cold Extreme Palace and the Blood Soul Demon Sect are all here, and they are powerful at the Condensing Immortal Stage."
"Shen Feng’s combat power is indeed formidable, but his Cultivation is too low. He probably can’t even withstand a single move from a Condensing Immortal Stage expert. Let’s hope he doesn’t recklessly come to throw his life away!"
As she spoke these words.
Jiang Zhuyu felt very conflicted inside. If Jiang Muyun indeed suffered this fate due to Shen Feng, and Shen Feng did not appear here, she would consider him too cowardly and think she had misjudged him all along.
Yet if Shen Feng appeared, it would surely mean a death sentence.
Therefore, even she herself didn’t know whether she hoped for Shen Feng to show up.
...
Elsewhere.
In a place right in front of the Moon Fallen Sect’s temporary housing.
The members of the Lu Family also appeared anxious. Until now, they hadn’t seen their Old Ancestor’s figure and were unsure whether they should risk their lives to save Jiang Muyun.
However.
Even if their ancestor, Lu Xiangfu, possessed Cultivation of the Condensing Immortal Stage, facing Sects like the Cold Extreme Palace, if they saved Jiang Muyun, they still wouldn’t be able to leave here alive.
The Supreme Elder, Lu Wansheng, transmitted a message to the surrounding Lu Family members, "This Moon Fallen Sect is truly heartless. Jiang Muyun was a Saintess nurtured within their Sect, and now they are going to execute her—everyone has a heart. Besides, this girl looks decent, not like someone who would betray her Sect; at most, she only helped our Old Ancestor."
Lu Wansheng’s old friend Feng Lianghai also transmitted a message to the group, "So what should we do now?"
After pondering for a moment, Lu Xiangfu transmitted his response, "Wait and see how things unfold. If the Moon Fallen Sect truly intends to kill Jiang Muyun at the last moment, I will make a move!"
Upon hearing this.
Lu Wansheng, Feng Lianghai, and the others all nodded in agreement. Since Jiang Muyun was connected to Shen Feng, they couldn’t stand idly by and watch her die.
... 𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑝𝘶𝘣.𝑐𝘰𝘮
Meanwhile.
Inside the modest dwelling of the Bloodkill Holy Palace, the second greatest sect of the Demon Path.
The witch Xu Ziyue looked anxiously outside, unable to stop peering out. After returning to the Bloodkill Holy Palace, she too had urged her sect not to join the ranks pursuing Shen Feng.
Xu Ziyue was a direct descendant of the current Old Ancestor of the Bloodkill Holy Palace, Xu Shuncang.
In his youth, Xu Shuncang was wildly arrogant, known for his unorthodox actions, and he doted greatly on Xu Ziyue, his junior.
At the earnest request of Xu Ziyue, Xu Shuncang had agreed. Hence, in recent days, the Bloodkill Holy Palace only made a show of effort in the pursuit of capturing Shen Feng.
"Ziyue, given the current situation, you mustn’t do anything foolish," said an elder with silvery hair but a very ruddy complexion, the Old Ancestor Xu Shuncang of the Bloodkill Holy Palace.
Nobody knew.
That Xu Shuncang’s cultivation had actually broken through to the peak of the Condensing Immortal Stage, and he had been keeping a low profile all these years!
"Old Ancestor truly wants to help you. If it were just the Cold Extreme Palace or the Blood Soul Demon Sect alone, then Old Ancestor could fight to the death with them for your sake," he said.
"But now, it is the Moon Fallen Sect, Cold Extreme Palace, Blood Soul Demon Sect, and Star Sea Sword Sect uniting in shared hatred. If the old geezers of these sects join hands against us, the Bloodkill Holy Palace would disappear from the Lower Realm in no time."
After sighing, Xu Shuncang continued, "Ziyue, there are now tumultuous undercurrents within many sects. I’ve heard that the Great Elder of the Blood Soul Demon Sect has died, and their Second Elder has been placed under surveillance."
"I’m afraid an enormous storm will soon sweep through our Demon Path!"
Xu Ziyue understood her Old Ancestor’s words. Her beautiful eyes looked outside and saw Jiang Muyun with an extremely pale face, even staggering, and she couldn’t help but think of Shen Feng.
Turning her head, she shook it helplessly. Today’s situation was beyond anyone’s ability to reverse; even if Shen Feng, true to his loyalty and righteousness, appeared, it would only result in one more death.
As time slowly passed.
When the temperature of the sun began to rise.
Xiao Lanyu, Meng Meiping, Zhu Qingfang, and Cai Zhen of the Moon Fallen Sect stepped out.
As for the Old Ancestor Du Meirong, she did not show up—it was just the execution of a traitor within the sect, after all!
Xiao Lanyu, looking at Jiang Muyun who was swaying yet stubborn, showed no expression on her face and said, "Meiping, the Old Ancestor entrusted you with this matter last night. You may begin. We will assist you from the side."
Meng Meiping said with great respect, "Sect Master, it’s just the disposal of a sinner whose cultivation has been restricted. You need only watch from the side!"
Having said that.
She approached Jiang Muyun, looking around at the cultivators and proclaimed righteously, "Everyone, today our Moon Fallen Sect will execute a worthless sinner here!"
"She was once the Saintess of the Moon Fallen Sect. The sect spent a vast amount of resources on her, yet in the end, she colluded with that wanted little bastard. Our Moon Fallen Sect has always been upright and fair. Even if the saintess of our sect commits a mistake, we will execute her without mercy."
"I now formally announce, the execution begins!"
In Meng Meiping’s hand suddenly appeared a bright green treasure sword, radiating a deadly sharpness!
Facing the myriad gazes of pity, disgust, mockery, and disdain.
Jiang Muyun tried her best to stand erect, not wanting to bow, especially not in this final moment before death.
Once.
She had had girlish fantasies.
She always believed that the man she liked had to be a peerless hero!
In her time of greatest need, even if he had to oppose the whole world, her beloved would descend from the heavens, fighting for her without a second thought!
But alas, fantasies are just fantasies.
The glaring sunlight made it difficult for Jiang Muyun to keep her eyes open; a wistful smile appeared on her lips, serene like a quietly blooming lotus.
