At this point, the battle had ended, and all ten thousand members of the Canglan Sect were massacred and eliminated.
No sect on the rankings was weak; this might have been the Canglan Sect's worst performance in history.
When the onlookers heard that Chu Huaian was going to challenge the rankings, they dared not stay and scattered like birds.
The situation finally stabilized, and everyone began to clear the battlefield.
This time, after annihilating the entire Canglan Sect, they harvested over thirty small mo crystals, plus the six on the altar, totaling nearly forty mo crystals.
Chu Huaian divided the mo crystals into four portions, with each sect receiving ten.
“Chu Xiaozi, you should keep the mo crystals; they originally belonged to your Hua Xia Sect.”
Jing Yuan refused Chu Huaian's kind offer, believing the Ziwei Sect was not entitled to the spoils of war.
Bai Yue and Feng Qingyang shared the same thought and did not accept the mo crystals Chu Huaian offered.
“Seniors, please take them. There’s no need to be so distant,” Chu Huaian said, pushing the mo crystals back into their hands.
“This…”
The three exchanged glances, unable to refuse his earnestness, and accepted them.
“Chu Xiaozi, now that this place has been taken, I believe with our strength, holding out until the end shouldn’t be a problem,” Jing Yuan said with a heartfelt smile, as if seeing hope.
This was the most comfortable battle they had ever fought in the Mo Yun Battlefield.
The mere reputation of the Hua Xia Sect was enough to deter other sects from trying to seize the altar.
This was a situation where they could win by simply lying down!
However, their smiles didn't last long before they heard Chu Huaian say with a murderous aura, “This is not the Hua Xia Sect’s battlefield. I’ve decided to go to the central region to seize the best resources.”
“I just checked; the energy contained in these small mo crystals is too sparse. Even if successfully forged, they would only be Immortal Soldier-grade, which is not what I want.”
Upon hearing this, the three fell into a brief silence.
How could they not want high-quality mo crystals? Although they were the best materials for forging weapons, the Dao rhyme contained within them was very helpful for their comprehension of the Great Dao.
Jing Yuan let out a long breath and encouraged, “Indeed, with your strength, you shouldn't be confined to the periphery. You should compete with other sects for better resources. On this point, I support you.”
Bai Yue and Feng Qingyang nodded in agreement, “It’s a pity the Hehuan Sect is too weak; we would only drag you down if we went. Otherwise, I would truly like to experience the top sects from various states.”
“The Star Sect is also the same. It’s already a blessing to not be eliminated in the first round. As for anything else, we no longer hold any illusions.”
Chu Huaian saw that the three had misunderstood him and quickly explained, “Seniors, please don’t misunderstand. What I meant was that I hope you all come along. If it truly doesn’t work out, it won’t be too late to retreat to the periphery.”
At these words, the three felt their hearts inexplicably pound, and a fervent glint appeared in their eyes.
“Then we’ll follow your lead. We came empty-handed anyway, so we can afford to lose.”
“Chu Xiaozi, don’t worry about us. Go for it boldly! Our three sects will support you from behind!”
“Since I met you, Chu Xiaozi, you’ve re-ignited the passion of my youth. It’s more exciting than the first half of my life.”
Chu Huaian felt a slight stir in his heart. The three were like elders, making him feel cared for.
He had experienced this feeling before in the Xuantian Sect.
“Thank you for your support, Seniors.” Chu Huaian bowed deeply to the three.
“No need to be so polite. Since we’ve decided to go all out, let’s make a good plan. Additionally, I’ll brief you on the forces of the three major states nearby and the top sects from other states.”
While they were discussing their next plan, on the other side, the Hua Xia Sect and the three major sects had already blended in.
A group of beautiful women from the Hehuan Sect surrounded Fang Yuan and Qin Hao, calling them “Senior Brother” one after another, making their mouths stretch to their ears.
“Junior Brother Fang, you seem to have gotten stronger, and your muscles are even more defined.”
A direct female disciple leaned against Fang Yuan, her jade hands gently caressing his chest, her eyes revealing a hint of longing.
“Of course, who do you think I am?!” Fang Yuan showed off his abs, proudly lifting his chin.
“Junior Brother Fang, last time you left in a hurry, Third Senior Sister didn’t even get to host you. When you return this time, you must help Senior Sister clear her meridians.”
Murong Qing said, deliberately tugging at her collar, revealing a large expanse of white skin and a faintly visible bellyband.
“Senior Brother, Hu Xiaoyu misses you so much…” Hu Xiaoyu looked at Fang Yuan with teary eyes, a blush on her youthful face.
Fang Yuan secretly swallowed, his eyes subconsciously glancing in Meng Ke’er’s direction.
On the other side, Meng Ke’er, Liu Meiqing, and Luo Xi were covering their mouths and giggling, chatting happily.
For some reason, Fang Yuan felt a bit irritable, and the smile on his face gradually faded. After casually brushing off a few female disciples, he went to Zhang Ziqiang to listen to him brag.
This rare moment of relaxation also gave the various servant disciples and new players enough time to process things.
After all, it was their first time leaving the sect, their first time participating in a large-scale battlefield, their first time killing someone, and so on.
Too many emotions needed to be processed.
But the atmosphere on site was quite lively.
Depressed?
That didn't exist.
Especially after hearing the old players excitedly bragging, the servant disciples and new players were immediately drawn over and began to recount their glorious tales of killing.
Above the sky, the data on the two rankings was still constantly refreshing. The Hua Xia Sect's name had already fallen out of the top five hundred.
Large numbers of people were dying every moment.
Chu Huaian knew that if they didn't catch up in rank soon, it would be very difficult for the Hua Xia Sect to climb to a higher position once a large number of sects were eliminated.
He immediately stopped lingering and urgently said, “Seniors, let’s gather the team.”
The three nodded solemnly, each leading their sect's disciples to follow behind the Hua Xia Sect members, heading towards the fourth region.
The sects able to establish themselves in the fourth region were all sects with some strength from the three major states.
As soon as they entered, they saw several forces fighting fiercely to their front left, numbering almost twenty thousand people.
“It seems to be sects from Yunzhou and Cangyu Province.”
Everyone looked at Chu Huaian, waiting for his decision.
“Seniors, I’ll trouble you later. You only need to block those who try to escape.”
Chu Huaian drew his long sword, instructed Jing Yuan and the others, and then looked at the Hua Xia Sect disciples.
Their eyes met, everything unsaid.
The players’ eyes were fervent as they silently drew their weapons.
“Kill!” Chu Huaian growled.
At the word “kill,” everyone's bodies stiffened, a surge of hot blood rushing to their heads.
Doo, doodoo—
Old Man Fang and Old Man Luo blew the battle charge horn.
The soaring sound echoed in the void.
The red sect banner fluttered above their heads.
“Kill!”
“Advance, advance, advance!”
“Kill them until their souls scatter and they piss their pants!”
“Warriors, grip your weapons, and charge with me!”
In an instant, the Hua Xia Sect, leading the people of the three sects, fiercely tore through the crowd, beginning their hunting hour.
