My Disciples Are All Villains Chapter 655 – Who is the Winner?

Chapter 655: Who is the Winner?

From Liang Province to the end of the Land of Buried Bones, Yu Shangrong, with his Seven-leaf speed, Ji Liang’s speed, and several stops in between, took about ten days to reach his destination. If he did not have Ji Liang, he would have needed twice the amount of time. After fighting the Clarity Sect’s Master, Zhang Yuanshan, he returned to Brackish Mountain’s Melilot Graveyard with his Eight-leaf speed. That took him seven days with several stops along the way.

If one traveled at the full speed of an Eight-leaf cultivator without resting, they would need about five days to travel from Lou Lan, past Heaven’s Moat, to Liang Province. With the full speed of a Nine-leaf cultivator, without resting, it would take a couple of days.

After a day had passed, the seven allied nations had more than enough time to massacre the people of Liang Province, Yi Province, and even Yu Province!

Lu Zhou ignored Jiang Wenxu. He held Jiang Wenxu with the palm seal as he summoned his avatar. When his avatar appeared, his speed and power increased to the maximum. He was moving at top speed at this moment.

“You know nothing about me.” He began moving swiftly and kept unleashing his grand technique in a frenzy. He covered several thousand meters with one leap!

The trees were just blurs. The colors of the sky were but a smudge. The scenery could not be seen at all.

Jiang Wenxu was greatly shaken! Even the most powerful cultivator in the red lotus domain could not have unleashed their grand techniques ceaselessly in this manner! He swallowed all the mocking words that were hanging off the tip of his tongue. He felt as though his worldview had been forcibly changed. This person was not human; he was a monster!

…

It was as Jiang Wenxu had said. Liang Province City was currently engulfed in the flames of battle.

Huang Shijie summoned his Eight-leaf avatar and swept the Other Tribesmen off the top of the city walls. Even so, he was beginning to feel the fatigue from the prolonged battle.

Si Wuya’s huge wings swept past in the air. He took out dozens of cultivators with his energy needles. He ordered, “Fall back! Protect the civilians. Retreat in the direction of Yi Province!”

“Understood!”

The Great Yan cultivators formed a solid wall of avatars in front and kept the Other Tribesmen on the other side.

Jiang Aijian swept past the top of the city walls. His Dragonsong slit past the necks of the Other Tribesmen.

“They’re disgusting,” Jiang Aijian said after spitting. He descended discreetly and looked at the seven flying chariots in the air.

The huge flying chariots from the seven allied nations, Bofu, Qigong, Sushen, Changgi, Jizhong, Juying, and Wuxian, advanced.

This grand scale of attack was unprecedented.

Although Si Wuya was smarter than most, against the seven allied nations, he had no choice but to retreat as he defended.

“They’re certainly going all out…” Jiang Aijian lowered his head and flew up again.

The elites of the seven nations advanced in the air.

Great Yan cultivators fell occasionally.

“Junior Sister, retreat.” When Jiang Aijian saw Li Jingyi fighting nearby, he called out to her.

“Alright.” Li Jingyi returned.

The cultivators of Great Yan retreated like a receding tide. When they were halfway through their retreat, the seven flying chariots were already hovering above Liang Province City.

Si Wuya said loudly, “Activate the Formation!”

Whizz!

A curtain-like barrier shone above Liang Province City. The barrier isolated the cultivators of the seven allied nations.

“The barrier won’t last long. Continue retreating!”

What surprised them was that the flying chariots of the seven allied nations seemed to have gone wild. Under the protection of their cultivators, they unleashed their energies as they rammed into the barrier.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The seven flying chariots crashed into the barrier at the same time.

Ripples spread across the sky curtain.

The cultivators of Great Yan appeared flustered.

Jiang Aijian rejoined the crowd and said, “I’ve scouted them. The seven nations came prepared. They’ve practically thrown everything at us.”

Si Wuya looked at the seven flying chariots and said, “It’s hard to believe that they’ve aligned their interests so soon.”

Zhu Honggong said awkwardly, “Who cares about them? Should we run away on our own?”

They were Nascent Divinity realm cultivators. It would not be a problem for them to save themselves.

Duanmu Sheng frowned and said, “Shut up.”

Zhu Honggong withered instantly.

If they abandoned the city at this moment and left the people to their fates, everything the Nether Sect had worked for would be for naught. They would be cursed for generations to come as well.

The Fiend Path was not terrifying, but if one lost sight of the path, it would be akin to plummeting into a 100,000-foot-deep abyss.

Zhu Honggong’s father, Zhu Tianyuan, said, “The battle between the Nether Sect and the Divine Capital has gone on for too long… If the eight great generals were still here, we might stand a chance. We can hardly win now.”

Si Wuya said, “This is not the time to beat ourselves up. Morale is important. Don’t drag the others down. Continue to retreat.”

“Mhm. If Eldest Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother were here, these people wouldn’t dare to act as they please!” Zhu Honggong said.

“Just focus on retreating for now… I’ve sent a letter to the Divine Capital. Sixth Senior Sister and the others are hurrying toward us. I hope the other sects will see past our differences and side with us for now against the enemies,” Si Wuya said.

“We can only hope.”

Next to Si Wuya, Little Yuan’er pulled Conch to the front.

Conch saw the seven flying chariots and heard the booming sounds.

“I’ll try.” Conch raised her Lantian Jade Flute.

“You?” Jiang Aijian shook his head. “Little girl, don’t bring us trouble, okay? Take her away.”

Conch did not listen to his advice. Instead, she raised the Lantian Jade Flute to her lips.

Red energy appeared, and a soundwave rolled out. The tide of red energy continued to spread out along with the flute’s melodious tune.

Upon seeing this, Si Wuya exclaimed in surprise, “Red energy!”

The Great Yan cultivators noticed this as well. They looked at the little girl in the air. The melody was from the Lantian Jade Flute.

“Red energy?”

Even her fellow disciples were shocked to see this.

Sound was a classic method of attacking an entire area.

When the red energy rolled toward the seven flying chariots in the skies, the low-rank cultivator seemed to be in pain. They could not maintain flight and dropped to the ground.

However, high-rank cultivators were not affected.

Little Yuan’er applauded and said, “Conch, hurry! You can do it! The flying chariots are swaying!”

The elites on the seven flying chariots noticed this. They immediately found someone to replace the people manning the helms.

Shortly after, several elites flew out of the flying chariots and arranged themselves in a row.

Lion king, snake king, ox king, and other avatars shone.

Several sound techniques struck back at the red energy.

The red energy immediately shattered, and the sound stopped abruptly.

The tidal wave of noise was almost unbearable. Their minds felt as though they were about to explode!

Bam!

Conch reeled!

“Little Junior Sister!”

The others circulated their energies and caught Conch.

After stabilizing herself, Conch’s face was ghastly pale. Her cultivation base… was too low, after all. With her cultivation base, she could not have blocked the attacks of that many cultivators at the same time.

A cultivator sped forward from behind. “Report. The others have already made it out of the city. They’re being transported by three flying chariots.”

“Alright. Everyone, retreat!”

The Great Yan cultivators were the last ones to leave Liang Province.

The seven elites noticed this and leaped out of their respective flying chariots. They summoned their avatars and shot toward the Great Yan cultivators.

“Nobody’s getting away today!”

The avatars moved swiftly!

The seven elites looked down at the Great Yan cultivators from above.

“What do we do now?” Zhu Honggong asked.

“We’ll make tea! Can you stop it with your questions?!” Duanmu Sheng said exasperatedly.

“Well, I’m sorry if I’m born stupid. If I were as smart as the rest of you, I wouldn’t have asked.”

Si Wuya said, “Zhu Honggong, you’ll take one direction. Miss Li Jingyi and Jiang Aijian will be in charge of another direction, and Senior Huang Shijie will take one direction on his own… Third Senior Brother and I will act accordingly as the situation shifts. The others should retreat eastward.”

“Alright.”

Si Wuya’s voice had barely faded when…

Dong! Dong! Dong!

The curtain-like barrier above Liang Province City shattered under the wild attacks of the seven flying chariots and the cultivators.

“This is it! We’ll win or we’ll lose!”

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