Chapter 1496 - 1497: The Battle Comes to an End
Chapter 1496 - 1497: The Battle Comes to an End
"What else can we do? Retreat!"
Once the Dragon Capturing Formation loses its effect, the Sect Leaders of the Central Plains Cultivation World are no match for Lin Yifan. Once Lin Yifan finishes dealing with them, we're next, so it's better to leave first.
"But... shouldn't we try to seize the Immortal Ring?"
"He will naturally come to us; we don't need to find him," the Pope answered.
"But now he's been fighting continuously, his condition must not be good, so why leave now?"
"Do you think his condition would be poor after defeating all the sects of the Central Plains Cultivation World? Once he targets us, we're also doomed."
"If we have no chance of winning like this, won't we be powerless when he comes for us?"
"Have you forgotten we have a hostage?"
"You mean..."
"Yes, our Vampire Queen—the Scarlet Enchantress!"
"But she hasn't advanced to the Immortal Realm yet..."
"To deal with that kid, she doesn't need a high realm, just a surprise attack will suffice."
"I see!"
The Pope's assistants suddenly understood the Pope's cunning plan.
In this way, the Bloodsucking Sect can capture Lin Yifan without any effort.
With their doubts resolved, they all left.
On the other side, the Elders of the Medicinal Saint Valley also retreated.
Since they couldn't even defeat Xuji True Master, they decided not to get involved. However, they were very disappointed to not see Lin Yifan killed.
The President of the Night Fragrance Auction was also contemplating his next step.
Now that the sects of the Central Plains Cultivation World can no longer be relied upon, they either have to leave Shenzhou Country and develop secretly outside, or they must please Lin Yifan and swallow their pride to grow.
After thinking it over, he believed the first option was better. If they were going to develop secretly anyway, why endure humiliation?
"Father, what should we do?" The second young master of the Night Fragrance Auction was very troubled.
The defeat of the sects' leaders was unexpected for him, leaving him unsure of what to do.
The Night Fragrance Auction wasn't truly powerful yet; they still needed protection.
"You've seen the result; I don't think you want to live under his shadow, so let's withdraw all our assets from Shenzhou Country and find another place to discreetly conduct our business." The auction president answered.
Though he didn't want to face this reality, the second young master of the Night Fragrance Auction could only follow his father's decision, albeit begrudgingly. The most frustrating part for him was losing Xiao Fang.
Zhong Hongyan, with a complicated heart, followed the people from the Night Fragrance Auction out.
It was clear there was no turning back for her; Lin Yifan would not accept her or appreciate her. Instead of pursuing a future with no results, it was better to follow a promising organization. Perhaps only then could she secure a place in this great era.
On another side, Xuji True Master was in disbelief.
The events of today were hard to accept.
Years ago, in a similar scenario, Witchcraft True Master couldn't escape disaster; truly pathetic. But now, the mighty Lin Yifan had managed to dissolve the crisis, proving that only the strong can dictate their own fate.
With the defeat of the sects of the Central Plains Cultivation World, she could reopen the Cinnabar Palace and even return to Mount Emei to lead the Emei Sect. Thus, she prepared to go gather the scattered disciples of the Cinnabar Palace.
Before leaving, she warned the sects' disciples: "Your Sect Leaders and Elders can no longer stay in the Central Plains Cultivation World. You need to choose whether to submit or flee."
The sects' disciples looked at one another, unwilling to accept the situation or believe it was true.
Once, they were the aloof "Immortals," but now they faced homelessness—truly lamentable.
The more principled disciples chose to escape, hide somewhere, and wait for the right moment.
Those who didn't want to die, hide, or betray their sects chose to wander the world.
The remaining disciples decided to surrender, hoping Lin Yifan would take them in.
They were helpless in these choices, hoping there would be no future conflict.
...
Pursuing the Sect Leaders and Elders of the various major sects, Lin Yifan could only manage to kill some of them in the end.
Though he had the Tracking Compass, a divine artifact, the Sect Leaders and Elders escaped too quickly and in different directions, leaving him to manage only one side at a time.
Although he couldn't entirely annihilate them, he managed to diminish some of their enthusiasm and strength.
After dealing with them, Lin Yifan returned to the battlefield, wanting to ask Xuji True Master how An Qi had been recently and if she had been captured.
Upon returning to the previous battlefield, he found only some sect disciples remaining, with Xuji True Master nowhere to be found.
"Where is Xuji True Master? Did any of you see her?"
"She said she went to gather the Cinnabar Palace disciples to enter the Emei Sect," the sect disciples replied.
The cultivators who stayed behind at the Emei Sect had already followed Xuji True Master to rebuild the Emei Sect, so they knew where she went.
Lin Yifan was thoughtful. In fact, there was nothing wrong with Xuji True Master entering the Emei Sect, after all, she came from there. She was just forced to start anew by her senior sister.
Now that the Emei Sect's Sect Leader was dead by his hand, she should have no more worries.
Looking at the disciples around the same age as him, he was puzzled.
When he went to chase the enemy, these people should have taken the opportunity to escape. Did they stubbornly believe their Sect Leaders and Elders would come back for them?
To resolve his curiosity, he asked, "Why are you staying here?"
"We've come to rely on you, True Master Lin," the sect disciples answered.
"Rely on me? No need, go back and manage your sects properly, just don't cause trouble for me."
"Uh..."
This response was unexpected for the sect disciples.
They thought Lin Yifan would hold them accountable and kill them; instead, he didn't kill them and generously allowed them to return and rebuild their sects. It was unheard and unseen.
Could he be so confident in his strength that he fears no one's growth?
The more they thought about it, the more they felt fearful.
Some of them had fought for treasures against Lin Yifan in the Secret Realm; back then, they didn't take him seriously. But now, he was so strong he feared no opponent. His growth speed and strength were intimidating.
Free development was, of course, the best outcome.
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