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  "Hark! You ignorant mortals, why don't you quickly kneel down and worship me!"

  Lin Xu had decided to put on a big show, so he naturally had to put in enough effort to live up to the audience's expectations. At this time, with a loud and clear shout like a great bell ringing out, the White Lotus Sect disciples around him looked left and right, observing their companions' reactions. If there were a few leaders among them, they wouldn't mind making a show of worshiping Lin Xu at this moment.

  Seeing this scene, Master Chen Shilai would certainly not be unaware that his own military morale was unstable. He secretly scolded these companions for being useless and immediately shouted loudly:

  "Maitreya reincarnated, King Ming descended into the world. The mother of non-birth, protects and blesses the child. Follow me to kill!"

  At the sound, the bewildered White Lotus followers seemed to have awakened their dormant courage all at once. They widened their eyes and launched a desperate counterattack on Lin Xu and Yan Chixia with various weapons in hand.

  In this confrontation, Lin Xu made a glorious appearance as the last straw that crushed the camel. On the battlefield where the two sides were originally evenly matched, even a small chip could easily disrupt the delicate balance, and the chip of Huo Shan Shen was not small at all!

  The White Lotus Sect's Master Chen Shilai unleashed his secret technique, and under his leadership, the White Lotus Sect members showed remarkable bravery in the face of desperation, charging forward without regard for their opponents, even if they were gods. Unfortunately, this burst of energy was short-lived, as it is a fundamental principle of the universe that such concentrated attacks exhaust one's strength. Yan Chixia, an old and cunning veteran of many battles, deliberately avoided clashing head-on with his opponent. Meanwhile, Lin Xu, who was suspended in mid-air, opened up his divine power shield, emitting an intense aura of pressure that seemed like a mountain on the verge of collapse, striking fear into the hearts of those who beheld it.

  It's clear that the feeling of being completely suppressed is powerless and helpless, even the most stubborn people have to think about retreating. The offensive is weak, the defense can't come up with a good strategy, and the White Lotus Sect's defeat is almost a foregone conclusion. The only suspense is how long they can hold on.

  "Heaven's mandate is being carried out, Huo Mountain's true god is being obeyed, the imperial decree has been issued, the earth dragon is turning over. Obeying the edict, hasten to carry it out, as urgent as a law!"

  The earth is stable and unmoving, it's the norm. Once the earth starts moving, it's a disaster that human power cannot resist. Lin Xu was worried that something had gone wrong with Xia Mo, and didn't want to get entangled with these miscellaneous soldiers, so he abandoned his steady water-mill kung fu and switched to using powerful suppression techniques. At this time, Lin Xu raised the tiger-striped copper button seal in his left hand, symbolizing the position of the mountain god, and swung the whip in his right hand downwards. In an instant, sand and rocks flew everywhere on the ground, and a low rumbling sound like muffled thunder came from deep beneath people's feet.

  "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

  In the midst of a low, oppressive rumble, one after another, high earthen and stone walls rose up like small mountains, these unnatural objects colliding and toppling over like dominoes. For a time, the crashing sounds of earth and stone striking and rubbing against each other rose and fell in waves, like the surging of the sea, making people's hearts tremble with fear.

  Lin Xu intended to quickly end the battle ahead and inadvertently lifted the siege for the distant Xiaomo people.

  That White Lotus Cult master, Feng Wushuang, indeed had a unique skill with her guqin sound attack. Even the most determined and strong-willed individuals like Xiaoyu and the others couldn't help but be shaken by the "Six Thieves' Soul-Stealing Divine Dream Melody". However, just as she was about to succeed, Lin Xuan's side suddenly erupted in a loud and intense commotion, akin to a violent demolition. The earth-shaking noise accidentally overpowered the enchanting guqin melody, and the ground's violent tremors also ruined Feng Wushuang's plan to continue playing.

  No choice, coinciding with the unfavorable environmental conditions, the enemy's reinforcements have arrived. Feng Wusuo is no longer willing to continue delaying, which would be more harmful than beneficial. She also has to consider her own safety.

  It is often said: What one fears is not being familiar with a thousand moves, but rather being defeated by a single move that has been mastered.

  Feng Wusong was so young and yet had such great skill in the art of sound attack, it's clear that she spent a lot of effort studying music theory. Although her other abilities may not be entirely useless, they are still not enough to impress in this situation. Relying on the lingering prestige of her exceptional guqin performance, she temporarily intimidated her opponent who didn't understand the depth of the situation and didn't dare to launch a strong attack. By the time they realize the true nature of her abilities, it may be too late for them to escape.

  Just as Feng Wudang was about to make his move, a large group of White Lotus Sect disciples rushed in from the front of the camp, led by Chen Shilie.

  In the breakout action, Chen Shilu's hair was burned clean by the gunfire, now he is a face of black ash and blisters, looking like a bald Indian.

  As soon as he saw Feng Wusuo's face, Chen Shil felt that something was wrong and tearfully poured out his grievances.

  "Big sister, it's no good! The brothers in front can't hold on. That Yan Chixia has summoned a mountain god, his methods are quite ruthless, we're not his match!"

  Upon hearing this, Feng Wusuo gritted her teeth in anger and bit down on a silver tooth. Her eyes flashed with inspiration as she quickly came up with an idea, and her red lips parted to say:

  "Alright, you stay here and hold off the enemy, I'll go back and make some preparations before making a final decision."

  One after another, the defeated White Lotus Sect disciples and the heroic Mo crowd confronted each other. They were still foolishly waiting for Feng Wudang to come out of the tent, unaware that she had taken advantage of the opportunity to escape from behind the tent through a hidden tunnel.

  With one breath, she fled over thirty miles and changed into a night-traveling outfit. When Feng Wusong emerged from the ground to catch her breath, she turned around to look back at the White Lotus Sect's campsite, where explosions were going off in rapid succession, with colorful lights flashing through the air like fireworks on New Year's Eve. She let out a delicate snort of disdain and said with a pleased smile:

  "A bunch of fools, thinking I'd take the fall for you, go die obediently!"

  Those who dominate the world, laughing at the rise and fall of the wind and clouds, are mostly possessed of a latent talent for killing and decisive action. Their way of doing things can be summed up in one sentence: I'll take the blame, you go to your death.

  In the eyes of those who cherish their own lives, if there is enough profit-driven motivation and bargaining chips, a temporary loss of reputation is no big deal. When faced with a life-or-death crisis, their top priority is to protect themselves, and they will not take risks easily. Sacrificing one's life for the greater good, that is what heroes and martyrs do. The strongmen are among the most successful people in human society, living a comfortable life. Every year during the Qingming Festival, while waiting to enjoy the flower wreaths and cold pork head meat, you will never find the majestic figures of the strongmen; they are living great men, not dead heroes.

  Sensing that their situation was hopeless, Feng Wudong resolutely sacrificed her senior brothers from the White Lotus Sect without even blinking an eye, using them to buy herself ample time to retreat. Although she was a woman, who dared say that Feng Wudong wasn't a legendary hero?

  The leader, Feng Wu Xiao, has already used the Golden Cicada Shell Escape strategy to turn danger into safety. The desperate resistance of the White Lotus Sect is not over yet. Religious fanaticism is one of the few forces in the world that can make people forget their lives and die for it.

  Looking far into the eastern sky, a faint white hue was spreading. As the fierce battle of the night drew to a close, the White Lotus Sect's camp had been thoroughly reduced to a scene of smoldering ruins and desolation. In this camp, it was likely that not even one living creature remained.

  Turning back to look at the White Lotus Sect's campsite which had turned into a scorched earth, Lin Xu said with his hands clasped together to the crowd of Xia Mo:

  "Gentlemen, I thank you for your hard work. On behalf of Huang Di, I would like to express gratitude to all the chivalrous heroes who have lent their assistance."

  This time, the White Lotus Sect that participated in the siege of Jiang's Village suffered a disastrous defeat. Due to their greatly reduced strength, they should be unable to engage in a showdown with Landlord Huang Shiren for a while.

  Killing a thousand enemies, but losing eight hundred of our own. In this battle, the Xia Mo side also paid a considerable price in casualties. At this time, Dongmen Qiuxia, who was leading the group, stood up and bowed to Lin Xu, saying:

  "Universal love is the principle of my Mozi disciples' salvation of the world. It's unnecessary for you to be so polite to me."

  At the sound, Lin Xu nodded, he sized up those seemingly stern ancient bronze faces, and his evaluation of Mo Zhe's chivalrous spirit rose another level, then said:

  "After a whole night of fighting, I'm sure you're all tired. The Jiang family has prepared rooms and food for us. If it's not too simple, please follow Yan Daozhang to go together."

  "It's better this way, then I'll just have to obey. To all of you fellow disciples of the Autumn Sect, thank you for your hospitality."

  Lin Xiang had arranged for Xiaomo to go rest, and similarly exhausted, Lin Xu found Tudiye Huang Shiran. As soon as they met, he put on a listless and lethargic appearance, saying:

  "The situation in the mountains is complex and unpredictable, I'm worried if you're away for too long, so you'll have to take care of things yourself over there."

  Hearing this, Huang Shiren, who had just escaped a great disaster and was in high spirits, chuckled and said:

  "My dear brother, I'm deeply grateful that you've taken great risks to come and assist me this time. Once the crisis is over, we must have a good drink together, and not part until we're drunk!"

  At this time, Lin Xu also burst out laughing and cupped his hands, saying:

  "It's settled then, I'll definitely be drunk and won't return home, so Lin will take his leave."

  He drove the Escape Light towards the Mountain God Temple, but Lin Xu's heart was not as calm as his appearance. This victory had come too easily, and he couldn't help but think of the powerful and interconnected forces of the various demon kings in Huo Mountain, worrying about his own future prospects.

  The White Lotus Sect's plan fell through, and they encountered a hard nut to crack in Jiang Jiaji. As a result, they lost both their wife and soldiers, not only losing many elite cadres but also spending a lot of mind to calm the opposition within the sect. Ning Suchen's development momentum was greatly reduced, and its expansion in the Huainan area was basically stagnant.

  Taking advantage of his illness and wanting to take his life, the scoundrel's spirit. After resting for a few days, Yan Chixia accepted the entrustment of Lord Huang Shiren, the landlord, and went to the county town through old acquaintances to smooth out relations.

  As the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind. After paying a bribe of 1,000 taels of silver to the Jiang family, they finally got the county governor's silence on this matter. The lost Qin army also retreated back to their starting point under the pretext of running out of food and grass. Later, Huang Shiren took advantage of his victory to pursue and attack, spending an unknown amount of money to bribe people up and down, and managed to remove the hat that deceived people's minds and incited rebellion.

  Of course, things didn't end there. Yan Chixia was indeed a gentleman, but he was also a gentleman who hated evil. Not avenging one's enemies is not the behavior of a gentleman, and the White Lotus Sect that framed Yan Chixia was originally not a good organization. Taking advantage of the corrupt officials in Huainan getting benefits, it was the perfect opportunity to strike while the iron was hot. Yan Chixia, who usually didn't like to get involved in these kinds of things, made an exception this time and asked the officials to accuse the White Lotus Sect of inciting people's hearts and gathering crowds to rebel.

  In a short period of time, the situation between the two sides underwent a 180-degree reversal, leaving one to sigh and lament that the changes in human affairs are unpredictable.