The Legend of the Netherworld

Chapter 150 The conspiracy succeeded

The headmaster's eyes were as cold as frost, and he glanced at the disciples fighting in the hall, his eyes full of regret and murderous intent.

He clenched his fists, his heart aching but without hesitation - he had to end this farce, no matter what the cost.

Spiritual energy surged above the hall, and the sect leader shouted, "Nine Yang Infinite Palm!"

A vast and boundless aura condensed in an instant, and a vigorous palm print descended from the sky, like a divine punishment, heading straight for Elder Xuantian, Elder Sanyuan and Elder Chanxin.

The palm print flew into the air, and the momentum made the void roar, the ground began to crack, and the place where the three people stood was like the center of a storm.

Elder Chanxin looked up at the overwhelming palm prints and froze in an instant. His mind was blank, and he was at a loss, completely overwhelmed by the unparalleled power.

"Chanxin! Don't just stand there!" Elder Xuantian shouted angrily.

The next moment, his body shook, and his spiritual energy surged crazily. He chanted loudly: "Myriad Immortal Technique Heavenly Secret Shield!"

Suddenly, a huge shield appeared above the three people's heads, shining with golden light all over, as if a giant beast was carrying a heavy load to the sky.

Faintly, you can hear the deep roars of giant elephants, which is shocking.

The giant palm came down with a bang, the Heavenly Secret Shield collided with the palm print, the impact of spiritual energy raised a cloud of dust, and the hall was shaken!

However, in an instant, cracks appeared on the surface of the Tianji Shield, the golden light dimmed, and it was in danger.

"Sanyuan, help me!" Elder Xuantian shouted loudly, his arms trembling and his face as pale as paper.

"I come!"

Elder Sanyuan roared, channeling all his energy into the Heavenly Secret Shield. As the new spiritual energy poured in, the cracks in the Heavenly Secret Shield healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the golden light shone brightly once again.

Elder Chanxin was awakened by this roar, and recovered from his shock. He gritted his teeth, raised his hands high, and channeled all his spiritual power into the Heavenly Secret Shield.

With the joint efforts of the three people, the Tianji Shield gradually stabilized and even began to rise, with a tendency to lift the palm print away.

Seeing this, the Sect Leader's eyes narrowed, his face turning even paler. Cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and his whole body surged with energy. He roared angrily:

"Press it down!"

Seeing this, Elder Yaowang, Elder Zhendao, and Elder Xingchen quickly understood the situation and flew close to the Sect Leader without hesitation, injecting their own spiritual power into his body to help him stabilize the palm print.

"If they do it again, we can't let them turn the tables!" The headmaster gritted his teeth and shouted, forcibly mobilizing the spiritual power deep in his own sea of ​​​​qi and injecting spiritual light into the palm print.

"break!"

In an instant, the Nine Yang Palm Seal suddenly expanded, and the pressure increased exponentially. With an earth-shaking explosion, it directly destroyed the Tianji Shield completely.

"boom--"

A huge shock wave exploded, shaking the entire hall, causing dust to fly all over the sky, and a huge palm print pit appeared on the ground.

Elder Xuantian and Elder Sanyuan were blown away by the impact. They both spat out blood after landing, but still struggled to stand up by supporting themselves on the ground.

On the other hand, Elder Chanxin had already fallen to the ground, his face as pale as paper, and he was barely breathing. It was obvious that he was seriously injured and on the verge of coma.

The shockwave from this collision also affected the disciples fighting in the hall, who were all knocked to the ground and unable to get up.

The melee in the entire Feng Shui Academy came to a temporary standstill because of this attack.

The headmaster walked slowly towards the three people in the deep pit. His eyes were cold and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. It was obvious that this attack had consumed a lot of his energy.

But he still stood straight, with no loss of dignity, and his voice was low and cold:

"Xuantian, Sanyuan, Chanxin! Do you realize your mistake? If you continue to resist, only death awaits you."

The Zhen Dao elder immediately chimed in: "Hurry up and kowtow to the Sect Master and admit your mistakes! I can even plead for you and save your lives!"

Elder Sanyuan raised his blood-stained face, sneered, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stabbed the headmaster with a glare like a knife: "Kill me or chop me up, it's all up to you!"

"You are so stubborn! So stupid!" The elder Zhendao stamped his feet in anger, his tone full of disappointment.

Elder Xuantian laughed out loud: "Hahaha! Who said we lost? The true victory or defeat is still unknown!"

He glanced coldly at the Sect Master and the three elders, his voice filled with sarcasm: "If you kneel down and admit your mistakes to me now, I, Xuantian, might spare your lives. But Sect Master..."

His eyes turned cold, and he was filled with murderous intent. "Today, I must die!"

The headmaster's eyes glared, and he slowly raised his hand to stop the elder's angry rebuke. He gently pressed down the elder's finger and said in a deep voice, "Let me do it."

Then, he walked towards Elder Xuantian and Elder Sanyuan step by step, looking directly at them, his tone carrying a hint of fatigue and determination:

"Junior Brother Xuantian, please stop... This has been going on for long enough."

The entire hall fell into dead silence, with only the steady footsteps of the Sect Leader echoing over the battlefield.

The air in the hall was stagnant. The headmaster walked slowly towards the three elders, his eyes revealing a complex emotion: helplessness, grief, but more of a deep weariness.

Elder Xuantian looked at the gradually approaching figure of the Sect Leader, his eyes filled with anger.

He sneered and scolded harshly:

"It's the same trick again! Every time you play the good guy, you play the bad guy, and in the end you become all the good guys! Today, I don't want to hear any more of this nonsense. You must die!"

After hearing this, the Sect Leader paused for a moment, then sighed deeply, shook his head slightly, and said in a low and weak voice:

"Junior Brother Xuantian, if you insist on doing this, then I have nothing to say. Take your disciples and leave, and start your own school. Feng Shui Academy... is no longer a place for you."

There was no anger in his voice, but more of sadness and helplessness.

After saying this, the headmaster slowly turned around and walked towards the stage of the main hall with heavy steps.

This scene caused Elder Sanyuan's face to change suddenly. He had originally thought that the Sect Master would suppress them with drastic measures, and was even prepared to fight to the death, but he never expected that the Sect Master would actually choose to let them go.

Looking at the tolerant back of the headmaster, a trace of guilt emerged in Elder Sanyuan's eyes.

He looked down at the disciples around him who had just recovered from their shock. It seemed that at this moment, he began to question everything he had done.

However, Elder Xuantian's rage only intensified. He sneered, his voice thick with sarcasm:

"You play the good cop and then the bad cop! Your hypocritical tactics make me sick! In the end, you made me, Xuantian, look like a disloyal and unrighteous person!"

He shouted angrily, "Master! Don't think I'll appreciate this! If you don't die today, my Feng Shui Academy will never have peace!"

Then, his eyes darkened, and he changed the subject, revealing a sinister smile: "Just to remind you, your favorite disciple, Ye Xuan, has been killed in the ancient forest by the people I arranged. And that kid named Lin Xiao couldn't escape either!"

The Sect Master's footsteps suddenly stopped, and the originally calm atmosphere changed instantly. A suffocating pressure emanated from him, enveloping the entire hall. The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

The disciples standing by felt this terrifying aura and their legs went weak. Some even knelt on the ground with horror on their faces.

"Hahaha!" Elder Xuantian threw his head back and laughed, his laughter full of arrogance and provocation. His shrill laughter echoed in the hall, breaking the deathly silence.

In an instant, the Sect Leader's figure vanished, leaving only a shadow. Like a gust of wind and lightning, he appeared before Elder Xuantian in the blink of an eye, grasping him by the throat with one hand and lifting him high into the air.

"Ugh... let... go..." Elder Xuantian's face flushed red and he struggled desperately, with uncontrollable fear in his words.

The Sect Leader's eyes were ice-cold, and the strength in his hands gradually increased, as if he would strangle Elder Xuantian's throat in the next moment.

At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang out. A mace flew in from outside the hall like an arrow, carrying a powerful force directly towards the headmaster.

The head of the sect sensed the incoming attack and quickly put down Elder Xuantian, gathering a spiritual shield with one hand and blocking it in front of him.

"boom!"

The mace collided with the shield, the powerful impact shattering it. The master was forced to step back several steps, his feet leaving two deep marks on the ground.

The mace spun and flew back, and a figure slowly entered the hall from outside, landing in its center. It was a massive demon beast—the Shadow Monkey King. It wielded a mace, its gaze icy, and exuded the powerful aura of a demonic elixir realm (Dingsi realm), even more powerful than the sect leader's, a chilling presence.

"Shadow Monkey King!"

There was an uproar in the hall. The disciples were terrified when they saw the rumored overlord of the ancient forest and retreated behind the master.

The sect leader slowly stood up, opened his arms to protect the disciples behind him, and looked coldly at the Shadow Monkey King and Elder Xuantian.

He stared intently at the Shadow Monkey King, then turned to glance at the fallen Elder Xuantian. He understood everything. He asked in a cold voice:

"Ye Xuan, Lin Xiao, did you really kill him?"

The Shadow Monkey King's expression remained calm as he slowly pulled out a piece of broken ice. He said with a half-smile, "That kid with the ice spear does have some skills. It's a shame he was discovered early. If he had been allowed to grow, he would have become a major threat to our Ancient Forest."

Upon hearing this, the headmaster clenched his fists, veins bulged on the back of his hands, and his eyes were filled with grief, anger, and murderous intent.

Zhang Ning helped Elder Xuantian up and whispered, "Ye Xuan is dead. The Monkey King killed her himself."

Elder Xuantian nodded slightly, without a trace of surprise in his eyes, as if everything was under his control.

The Shadow Monkey King then threw the broken ice in his hand to the leader, confirming that Ye Xuan was dead.

The headmaster took the piece of broken ice, felt Ye Xuan's breath in it, and flames of anger ignited in his eyes.

He clenched his fists, his eyes sweeping across Elder Xuantian and the Shadow Monkey King like a knife. After a moment, he seemed to have made a decision and winked at the Elder Zhendao standing beside him.

The formation elder understood what he meant and immediately began to form seals in an attempt to activate the academy's protective formation.

However, Elder Xuantian leaned weakly against Zhang Ning, but showed a smug smile.

He said coldly, "Don't waste your energy! I've already arranged for Ji Chenying to tamper with the courtyard protection formation. The current formation is just a decoration."

The Elder's movements froze, his face turning pale. He quickened his gestures, forming three or five more seals in succession, but still no movement.

He stopped moving feebly, looking at the headmaster with a heavy gaze: "The courtyard protection formation... has completely failed."

The headmaster took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart. He would never have thought that Xuankong would dare to destroy the protective formation for his own purposes. This simply destroyed the last guarantee of the Feng Shui Academy.

He glanced at the disciples behind him who were filled with fear, then looked at the Shadow Monkey King and said in a low voice: "Tell me, what do you want in exchange for letting go of the disciples behind me?"

The Shadow Monkey King did not answer, but turned to look at Elder Xuantian. It was obvious that it had no interest in these internal struggles of the sects, and only cared about whether Elder Xuantian could fulfill his promise.

Upon hearing the Sect Master's compromise, Elder Xuantian laughed heartily, his laughter filled with irony and triumph. He even choked on his laughter, coughing a few times before regaining his composure, a sinister smile plastered across his face.

"Master, I've already said it before. I want you dead today! I've had enough of your hypocritical appearance!"

"Xuantian, you've gone too far!" the Formation Elder angrily accuses, "After all, you're fellow disciples! Even though the Sect Leader was humiliated by you just now, he didn't even harbor murderous intent!"

Elder Yaowang and Elder Xingchen also spoke out to try to regain Elder Xuantian's sanity. Elder Sanyuan looked at him with pleading eyes and whispered:

"Xuantian, stop it. After all, the Sect Leader..."

But Elder Xuantian avoided everyone's gaze, snorted coldly, and interrupted them harshly:

"Shut up! You've been kept in the dark by him for years! How did he become the headmaster back then? He was just posing! If I were the headmaster, Feng Shui Academy would have been famous all over the continent long ago!"

As he spoke excitedly, his eyes grew even more frantic. A flash of light flashed in his hand, and a blade of light condensed with spiritual power appeared in his palm. He threw the blade fiercely at the feet of the Sect Leader, making a crisp sound of collision.

"Come on, Senior Brother!" Elder Xuantian sneered, "If you really care about your disciples, use it to end your life. I, Xuantian, promise you that I will never harm anyone from Feng Shui Academy after this."

The Sect Master looked down at the blade of light on the ground, his eyes trembling slightly. He slowly bent down and picked up the blade of light. He looked at Elder Xuantian with a complicated look, his tone icy but with a hint of sarcasm:

"Do you keep your word?"

Elder Xuantian answered without hesitation: "I guarantee it with my life. I will keep my word!"

Then he added, "You can also fight with the five of us now. If things go wrong, escape from Feng Shui Academy and come back after finding help. But as for the disciples behind you, you will have to wait for your return to collect their bodies!"

Upon hearing this, the sect leader's lips curled up into a slight smile. He slowly raised the light blade and gently placed it against his neck.

The disciples behind him exclaimed in surprise, and the elder of the formation couldn't help but shout:

"Master, no!"

Elder Yaowang and Elder Xingchen also hurriedly stepped forward, but were stopped by the headmaster with a look.

The master's hand holding the light blade trembled slightly. He closed his eyes, as if letting go of everything in this moment. Then the light blade cut through his skin and he fell to the ground.