CHAPTER 1634: CHAPTER 1634: OVERTHROW

Under the high temperature released by the Nether Spirit Fire and the Red Silkworm Spirit Fire, the vast majority of Taixuan Sect disciples could not withstand it. Some stayed behind to fight to the death, swearing to live and die with the Sect, while others only thought of saving their lives and decisively chose to flee.

Amidst the fierce battle between Fang Bai and Bao Zhenhai, the originally tens of thousands of Taixuan Sect disciples either perished or fled, leaving less than one-tenth remaining.

Though Bao Zhenhai had the upper hand in the battle with Fang Bai, he could never inflict any significant damage on Fang Bai. He knew that if the fight continued, he might face not only Fang Bai but also be surrounded by numerous spirit beasts and the strong of the Tiger Clan, making it difficult for him to escape.

As such a formidable power, Bao Zhenhai was long past the age of hot-blooded impulse. The more dangerous the moment, the calmer he became.

Knowing it was hopeless to kill Fang Bai and fearing he might get bogged down in a prolonged battle, Bao Zhenhai immediately had the thought of retreating.

Although he knew his escape might lead to a total collapse of Taixuan Sect disciples, Bao Zhenhai also understood that if he preserved his strength, Taixuan Sect might have a chance to rise again. Otherwise, if tens of thousands of Taixuan Sect disciples fell here, it would be equivalent to the destruction of the Sect.

"I will return!"

Bao Zhenhai made a feint to hold off Fang Bai, then put away the Mountain Suppressing Seal and turned into a stream of light, disappearing in an instant.

"That old fellow can really escape fast!"

Fang Bai hadn’t expected Bao Zhenhai to flee so abruptly and was taken aback.

A Thunder Tribulation Realm expert like Bao Zhenhai, once in escape mode, moved at an astonishing speed that Fang Bai couldn’t hope to catch.

Therefore, watching that stream of light disappear into the horizon, Fang Bai could only gaze in frustration.

Bao Zhenhai could flee, but Fang Bai decided not to let Duan Yi slip away.

Bao Zhenhai was the "Sea-Calming Divine Needle" of Taixuan Sect. With his escape, how could the other Taixuan Sect disciples have any fighting spirit left? They promptly abandoned their opponents and scattered like birds and beasts.

At this moment, Taixuan Sect Master Duan Yi was secretly lamenting in his heart.

Duan Yi was entangled by the Supreme Elder of the Tiger Clan, Hu Xiao, and wished to escape but had no opportunity. Seeing Fang Bai drive away their Sect’s Supreme Elder and advance towards him, he grew panicked.

Dealing with one Supreme Elder of the Tiger Clan was already taxing enough for him, let alone the prospect of facing Fang Bai with his myriad secret techniques. He had no chance.

In a rush, Duan Yi called upon his Royal Grade spiritual artifact, the Lotus Platform, and hurled it towards Hu Xiao, hoping to force him back and create an opportunity to escape.

However, Hu Xiao, with Fang Bai’s help, had upgraded his Purple-Gold Hammer to a Royal Grade spiritual artifact of even higher quality. When the two spiritual artifacts collided in the air, there was a loud noise, and the Purple-Gold Hammer left a fine crack on the Lotus Platform.

Spiritual artifacts are mentally linked to the Martial Artist using them. When a spiritual artifact is damaged, the Martial Artist also suffers injury.

With the crack on the Lotus Platform, Duan Yi’s body wavered, and a trace of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

"How can this be?"

Duan Yi’s eyes widened, letting out an incredulous cry.

From what he knew, even though the Tiger Clan was powerful, no Royal Grade spiritual artifacts existed among them. To his utter surprise, not only did the Tiger Clan’s Supreme Elder wield one, but its power seemed to surpass his Lotus Platform. He found himself caught off guard.

Just as his scream ended, Fang Bai closed in from behind, using two clusters of spiritual fire to fuel a blast of Fire Spirit Energy, unleashing another Furious Flame Fist.

The fist, like a Fire Dragon, unleashed a wave of heat overwhelming the entire area, instantly engulfing him completely.

Duan Yi, after his battle with Hu Xiao, had already expended considerable Spiritual Energy and could only form a Defense Qi Shield to block out the raging flame that Fang Bai emitted.

His focus was on Fang Bai, forgetting that a Tiger Clan Supreme Elder was still eyeing him like a hawk from the side.

"Die!"

Hu Xiao, seeing Duan Yi concentrating all his defenses against Fang Bai’s strike while neglecting his presence, mentally commanded his suspended Purple-Gold Hammer. It quivered, descended once more onto Duan Yi, and shattered his surrounding Defense Qi Shield with overwhelming force.

The Purple-Gold Hammer crashed directly onto Duan Yi’s head, breaking it open and causing him to scream as he desperately retreated.

He forgot that his Defense Qi Shield was now broken by the Purple-Gold Hammer, allowing the previously blocked waves of fire to sweep over and engulf him completely.

Though strong in cultivation, Duan Yi lacked Fang Bai’s formidable physique and had no energy shield to rely on. He could not withstand the fiery onslaught, and his skin began to sizzle, swiftly burning away to a bloodied mess.

"Help me...help me..."

Duan Yi tumbled from the sky to the ground, rolling and howling in misery.

Fang Bai and Hu Xiao, standing above, watched Duan Yi’s struggle and gradual diminishment with expressionless faces, no trace of pity in their eyes.

To the Tiger Clan, the close ties between Taixuan Sect and the Lion Clan were like a mountain pressing down upon them. Its fall was much to their delight.

As for Fang Bai, Taixuan Sect had provoked his woman, fueling his resentment and desire for its obliteration.

The flight of Bao Zhenhai and the fall of Duan Yi signaled Taixuan Sect’s demise. Those disciples who hadn’t managed to escape were thrown into panic, unable to fight, and were killed by the controlled spirit beasts and Tiger Clan experts.

Within the span of a few breaths, the entire territory of Taixuan Sect was quieted, with only the stench of blood lingering.

After Taixuan Sect’s destruction, Fang Bai released Wind Roc and Linghu Qianjiao from the Five Elements Space Ring. Linghu Baimei, however, remained unconscious, still recovering under the World Tree.

"Brother Fang, Baimei and I have searched so hard for you all these years!"

Linghu Qianjiao, in her white dress, was teary-eyed and poignant as she tightly embraced Fang Bai, sharing her longing since their separation and expressing deep concern for her severely injured sister.

"Don’t cry! In a few days, Baimei will be as good as new!"

Seeing Linghu Qianjiao’s heartbroken tears, Fang Bai gently patted her shoulder in comfort.

Nearly ten thousand elite disciples of the Tiger Clan had their own casualties in this battle, but compared to the fallen disciples of Taixuan Sect, it was minor. Under orders from their higher-ups, some attended to their injured, some dealt with the bodies of fallen clan warriors, and others scoured the area for Taixuan Sect’s cultivation resources.

"Reporting to the Clan Leader, we discovered Taixuan Sect’s treasure under the Sect Master Hall! However, the entrance is guarded by a formation that we cannot immediately breach."

Soon after, a Tiger Clan steward reported with barely contained excitement.

Taixuan Sect had been established for tens of thousands of years, and its treasures were undoubtedly abundant, which explained the steward’s excitement.

Though Fang Bai was credited chiefly for the victory, the Tiger Clan had also contributed significantly, and they expected to share in a bounty of cultivation resources. This represented a golden opportunity for the Tiger Clan.

"Let’s go and take a look at Taixuan Sect’s treasure!"

Fang Bai took Linghu Qianjiao’s hand and, led by the Tiger Clan steward, along with the Tiger Clan Supreme Elder and Clan Leader, walked towards the Taixuan Sect’s Sect Master Hall.