Chapter 956: Chapter 236: Damn Dongyun Yu [Ten Thousand!] (Part 2)
Everyone deeply agreed, with sincere admiration: "Brother Fang thinks things through thoroughly."
So everyone found a slightly elevated spot to hide. From there, they could see the entire area below, but the people below couldn’t see them.
Everyone carefully hid themselves.
Not long after.
Another group quickly approached.
Similarly, about thirty people.
"It’s the people from the Ziyi Palace. It seems many from Ziyi Palace have died too."
Lan Xinxue whispered.
After the people from the Ziyi Palace arrived, they started discussing. They discussed back and forth, and then the people from the Netherworld Palace stared in disbelief as this group also began to find a place to hide on the other side, without entering.
Obviously, they didn’t want to be the first to go in either.
"These people from the Ziyi Palace are so insidious!"
Someone among the Netherworld Palace people said angrily: "They actually harbor such malicious intent!"
Everyone glanced sideways.
This guy spoke well, scolding everyone including himself.
Then...
Six people arrived together.
"The people from the Futu Mountain Sect... Out of over a hundred people, only six survived?" Lan Xinxue couldn’t help but be amazed.
That’s really tragic.
The rest of the Netherworld Palace people looked at each other and suddenly felt comforted in their hearts.
These six people came with swords, all tall with imposing momentum. Evidently, they had endured hardships all the way here but had also polished their fighting spirit.
The six, after arriving, looked silently at the dark shroud for a while, then quietly found a place to hide without a word.
Clearly, they also didn’t want to be the trailblazers.
Subsequently, about ten people from the Hanjian Mountain Sect arrived, followed by the people from Yin Shui Palace and Heavenly Fire Palace. But without exception, all of these people chose to find a place to hide.
"Why is everyone being so clever!"
Someone gritted their teeth and said: "At least go in so we can see the situation."
Seven or eight sects have come already, yet no one went in!
They all chose to hide.
But everyone frowned, each feeling a heavy weight in their heart.
They all raised their vigilance against these opponents this time!
Everyone understood one thing: those who got the chance to enter the Yin Yang Realm this time were all geniuses from various major sects. Surviving to this point in such a bizarre world, each one was a genius among elites!
These people’s schemes, stratagems, and intrigues were not lacking in the slightest.
Without ensuring safety, who would rashly enter such a perilous place?
Then gradually... several more sects came, and indeed, also hid.
Shortly after, a hazy shadow spread, a chilling presence emerged from afar.
Then they saw Yin Yunxiao leading the way.
He brought the Underworld people forward.
Yin Yunxiao, dressed in black, stood tall, chin up, with long strides; still with that arrogant demeanor.
Behind him, more than seventy Underworld disciples marched in an eerie manner, like a group of hungry ghosts, rampaging through the Mortal World.
"Even the Underworld’s losses exceed half." Lan Xinxue frowned.
The others were also quite puzzled.
The Underworld also suffered such significant losses.
What explanation is there? So they all looked at Fang Che.
Fang Che frowned: "I really don’t know... how did they lose so many after coming out from a safe place?"
At this moment.
The Qingming Palace people came from the other side like the wind.
The leader was the chief disciple of Qingming Palace, but now there were only twenty-eight people left from Qingming Palace.
Fewer than the Netherworld Palace.
Everyone suddenly discovered that the Young Master of the Feng Family, Feng Yun, from the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, actually came together with the Qingming Palace. Moreover, judging by Feng Yun’s position, he seemed to be the leader of this group.
Did these guys get absorbed by Feng Yun?
Fang Che pondered.
However, even if the Qingming Palace people were down to only twenty-eight, that was still too few.
Seeing that the Underworld people also arrived, the Qingming Palace people immediately moved forward.
They seemed to want to join forces.
As both sides were about to make contact, the chief disciple of Qingming Palace, Shi Changjian, stepped forward and sternly asked: "Yin Yunxiao, I ask you, do you know the rules of the Yin Yang Realm?"
Yin Yunxiao turned his head, his handsome face grim, his ghastly eyes flickering as he said coldly: "Shi Changjian, what do you mean? Is this Saint Heir someone you can question?"
Shi Changjian squinted his eyes: "I am only asking you, do you know the rules!"
Just from these two questions, Fang Che understood a bit. It seemed that Feng Yun did something similar to his actions and set the Underworld people against the Qingming Palace. Perhaps not only the Underworld, but also the pot of the Heavenly Palace.
"Tsk, indeed the number one Young Master of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, without any discussion, he and I have such a tacit understanding, doing the exact same things." Fang Che was somewhat impressed in his heart.
But he also understood, from Feng Yun’s standpoint, he absolutely did not want the Outer World Mountain Sect to unite.
However, Yin Yunxiao was oblivious to these situations.
He was very angry in his heart.
Who does Shi Changjian think he is!
How dare he question me like this?
"Of course, this Saint Heir knows the rules of the Yin Yang Realm, but on what basis do you, Shi Changjian, question me?"
"I ask you..."
Before Shi Changjian could finish his sentence, he heard a cool voice say: "Yin Yunxiao, your Underworld people who survived, there are actually so many of you!"
A slender figure flew swiftly from afar.
Wearing a subtle purple garment, with extraordinary elegance and a noble demeanor, she flew towards them like an Immortal descended from the heavens, a Moon Palace Fairy gracing the Mortal World.
An indescribable beauty, a peerless charm.
It was none other than Yan Beihan.
Feng Yun was directly astonished: "Little Han!?? When did you come in?"
