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Chu Yao had been standing behind Hua Yu. She originally had not wanted to be here; after all, everyone here was an Elder-level powerhouse, and her presence felt somewhat inappropriate.

However, Hua Yu had insisted on bringing her along, so Chu Yao had no choice but to remain silent. But now, upon hearing Elder Sun's words, her expression could not help but change.

"Are you implying that Long Chen should have just watched with his own eyes as his father was killed without stepping in to stop it?"

Chu Yao's voice trembled slightly; it was a tremor caused by anger. Chu Yao usually had a very good temper and rarely got this furious.

Elder Sun shook his head and said indifferently, "Comparing the life of one Mortal to the lives of thousands of Geniuses—which is heavier and which is lighter? As the commander, Long Chen should understand this. He knowingly committed a violation and treated the School's orders as nothing."

"You…" Chu Yao was infuriated. This Elder Sun was simply twisting logic.

Tu Fang stared coldly at Elder Sun without saying a word. His gaze made Elder Sun feel a bit unnerved, forcing him to bite the bullet and say, "Did I say something wrong?"

Tu Fang smiled faintly. "You aren't wrong; Long Chen does have faults. However, the battlefield changes in an instant. As the commander, he has the right to make any decision.

That is why the secular world has the saying: 'A general in the field is not bound by the orders of his sovereign.' The Sect Leader appointed him as commander, which is equivalent to handing over full authority to him. How he handles things is his own business, and it is not for you to worry about."

Tu Fang's words were extremely blunt. This Elder Sun had truly angered him; he was simply being ungrateful and ignorant of his place.

Tu Fang knew better than anyone about his targeting of Long Chen, and as for his motives, Tu Fang could guess them eight or nine times out of ten.

However, Long Chen was an anomaly of heaven and earth, and Tu Fang dared not interfere too much. If Elder Sun had been targeting Geniuses like Tang Waner or Ye Zhiqiu, Tu Fang would have definitely taken him down immediately.

He could not understand how this Elder Sun's brain worked. He had targeted Long Chen multiple times, and Ling Yunzi and Tu Fang had both pretended not to notice. Did he not find that strange himself?

Now that it had reached this point, he still wanted to frame Long Chen. Was this what they called having eaten too much 'brain-dead' pills?

"This subordinate only feels that this will affect the morale of the School. As the saying goes, if the upper beam…"

Tu Fang directly interrupted Elder Sun's words and said coldly, "The Sect Leader handed the team to Long Chen. He does not care how Long Chen leads the team; all he needs is a result. Before the results are out, you had better keep your mouth shut."

Even with Tu Fang's good temper, anger surged up. The Xuantian School had lost all face; how could such an idiotic Elder exist?

Seeing Tu Fang's face turn livid, Elder Sun realized he could not keep pushing his luck and slowly retreated back into the crowd.

However, no one noticed that when Elder Sun retreated, a flash of ruthlessness crossed his eyes.

Ever since Long Chen killed Wu Qi last time, Elder Sun had noticed that the Sect Leader was valuing Long Chen more and more.

This was definitely not a good thing for him. He had attacked and targeted Long Chen multiple times, having already completely offended him.

Now, Long Chen's strength was growing stronger and stronger, and whether it was Cang Ming, Ling Yunzi, or Tu Fang, they all favored him highly.

He now realized that it was unlikely he would be able to obtain the secrets Long Chen carried.

At this point, he should have stopped, but even if he stopped, would Long Chen stop?

Long Chen could not touch him now, but given Long Chen's terrifying growth rate, he would probably reach the Bone Forging Realm in less than three years.

With Long Chen's decisive and vengeful personality, how could there be a path for him to survive? Therefore, he now had only one thought: to make Long Chen die.

Only when Long Chen was dead would he feel at ease. These past few days, whenever he thought of Long Chen's style of doing things, he would tremble with fear.

So, what he hoped for most now was for Long Chen to die on the battlefield. That way, everything would be clean, and he could finally be at peace.

However, Long Chen's life was so tough; even after being exiled to the Chaotic Stone Wasteland, he had returned unscathed. He felt that Long Chen was not that easy to kill. He had no choice but to take it one step at a time; in any case, Long Chen had to die.

"Notify all teams. After arriving at the gathering point, everyone is to obey Long Chen's command. Those who do not obey—kill!" Tu Fang said.

"Yes!" The Elders hurriedly agreed and one after another used transmission talismans to convey the message to the Disciples below.

However, everyone felt uneasy. They did not know how many of their Disciples were left. According to past experience, it seemed that by this time, having half left was considered not bad.

However, the only thing to be thankful for was that although the Righteous Path Disciples were relatively weaker, they held an advantage in numbers, almost double that of the opponent. Therefore, after every great battle, the victory or defeat was not very obvious.

Unfortunately, including Tu Fang, they did not know that there were far more Evil Path Disciples today than in previous years.

"The Evil Path powerhouses have also appeared!" Someone let out an exclamation. On a mountain peak several hundred miles away, a large number of figures appeared.

Those figures carried a fierce and vicious Aura, like evil ghosts crawling out of Hell, making one's hair stand on end.

Those people were Evil Path Elders, and their numbers were similar to those on the Righteous Path side. Leading them was an old man wearing a black robe.

The old man was very tall, over nine feet, but his whole body was so thin it was just skin and bones, as if he were a human skeleton.

If there was a distinction between him and a skeleton, it was just that he had an extra layer of skin; there was almost no flesh or blood on his entire body.

However, the Aura on that person was extremely terrifying. Even from far away, just being glanced at by him would make one's Soul feel a sharp pain.

"Tu Fang, you actually have not died yet. Hehe, very good, very good!" the skeleton-like old man chuckled.

Although they were separated by hundreds of miles, the old man's voice clearly reached everyone's ears.

As the sound entered their ears, it made their eardrums ache as if pricked by needles, as if his voice itself carried aggression.

"Old Monster Ghost Eye, since an old ghost like you has not died, how could we have the nerve to die first?" Tu Fang responded coldly.

The two were old rivals, each representing the Righteous and Evil Paths, and had been confronting each other for many years. However, their cultivation levels were similar, and neither could do anything to the other.

"Hehe, Tu Fang, this time it is different. I think you will die in a moment because all your Righteous Path Disciples will be slaughtered by our Evil Path Disciples. I can foresee you dying from vomiting blood out of anger. Jie jie jie…" Old Monster Ghost Eye let out a strange laugh that made one's skin crawl.

Tu Fang sneered, "What big words. Although your Evil Path Disciples are formidable, your training methods are too cruel, leading to very few of your Disciples surviving. Although our Righteous Path Disciples suffer more casualties in every great battle, in the end, it is still a draw. You are bragging a bit too early."

Tu Fang's words caused Old Monster Ghost Eye to let out another string of strange laughs: "Tu Fang, I hope you can keep that expression of yours."

After Old Monster Ghost Eye finished speaking, he stopped talking and, along with the Evil Path Elders, sat down on the ground to rest.

For some reason, after hearing Old Monster Ghost Eye's words, Tu Fang felt waves of unease in his heart. He felt that the opponent was too calm this time; it was somewhat strange.

"Eh? In their crowd, there seem to be a few young people!" Hua Yu could not help but be stunned, and then her expression changed slightly. "Could those all be Dao Derivers like Yao'er?"

After hearing Hua Yu's words, the hearts of the Elders could not help but jump wildly. They had just glanced over briefly and seemed to see four young faces.

However, they were all wearing cloaks, so their true faces could not be seen; they had only seen them vaguely just now.

"Absolutely impossible. A Dao Deriver might not appear even in many years; how could so many appear all at once? It is definitely a bluff," an Elder of the Xuantian School shook his head and said.

One had to know that the appearance of the last Dao Deriver in the Xuantian School was over a hundred years ago, which showed how difficult it was for a Dao Deriver to appear.

The appearance of a Dao Deriver in the Heavenly Wood Palace made the Xuantian School envious. Fortunately, there was also a suspected Dao Deriver in the School.

"Our people have appeared!" Someone let out an exclamation. A team was seen marching imposingly toward an open space in front; that was the gathering point for the Righteous Path.

"It is Long Chen." Chu Yao saw that familiar figure at a glance. He was still as languid as ever, yet he still gave people the feeling of standing out from the crowd.

"Heavens, how did he do it?" Everyone had the list of participating numbers for each School, and they all knew clearly how many people each School had.

When they saw such an orderly team, they were stunned. Someone counted carefully and could not help but feel shocked.

Originally, the Xuantian School had seventeen teams, but because Qi Xin was killed and one faction disbanded, there were only sixteen teams left. Including the Disciples of the medical group, there were a total of 1,723 people.

Someone had counted just now and found that not a single one of their people was missing; there were still 1,723 people, so everyone was shocked.

"Could it be that they did not encounter Evil Path Disciples? That is impossible!" A person had just finished speaking before refuting their own guess.

Tu Fang looked at the figure in front that stood like an ancient pine or cypress, and could not help but clench his fists tightly.

"Long Chen, you are the hope of the entire Xuantian School. The Sect Leader has staked the entire Xuantian School and his own future on you. You must make us proud."

After Long Chen's team arrived, the Disciples of other factions also arrived one after another, but they did not have the Aura that the Xuantian School possessed.

Most teams had lost half their numbers, some even more than half. The most pitiful team only had seven people left—perhaps their team only had eight people to begin with!

Unlike the Disciples of the Xuantian School, their morale was relatively low, and some Disciples even clearly had nervousness and fear in their eyes.

When the Righteous Path Disciples arrived one after another, the total number reached over five thousand. It had to be said that this number was still very astonishing.

After those Disciples arrived, they reported to Long Chen's side. They knew that when the battle started later, the Xuantian School would be the true main force.

Especially when they saw the Disciples of the Xuantian School, all of them full of spirit, like long swords unsheathed, their Aura soaring to the heavens, their hearts were filled with reverence.

Long Chen looked at this group of Righteous Path Disciples and sighed inwardly. They were all good people, but unfortunately, they had been coddled to the point of uselessness. That they were still nervous now showed they did not yet have the courage to truly face death.

However, the great battle was about to begin, and Long Chen did not expect much from them. Besides, in such a short time, to improve them—Long Chen did not consider himself a god; he simply could not do it.

Now, everything depended on the Disciples of the Xuantian School to carry the burden, but Long Chen had absolute confidence in his brothers.

Boom! Suddenly, a loud explosion came from the front. A large group of Evil Path Disciples surged toward them like a tide. Even Long Chen, who was always calm and steady, could not help but have his pupils shrink slightly.