Chapter 1158 - 1158: Battle in Progress

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yi and the others felt a surge of anger rising within them.

What kind of words were these?

They came together to face the enemy, and now, they were treated like decorative vases to be placed aside?

Before they could retort, Liu Zixuan spoke: "Are you sure you can handle this?"

"You think a few young lads like you can do better?" The sixty-year-old martial artist sneered disdainfully.

Liu Zixuan shrugged slightly: "I'll pretend I didn't say anything then."

After speaking, he led the group to step back a few paces, glancing at the Hall Master of Netherworld Hall with a mocking smile: "As you wish!"

The Hall Master of Netherworld Hall twitched the corner of his mouth: "In my view, it's not about showing you how strong these sect and family experts are but showing you that perhaps they're all talk and nothing else!"

"Outrageous!"

The sect expert immediately became enraged.

The Hall Master of Netherworld Hall smiled slightly, and with a small finger pointed at the experts from the sects and families, he said: "Honestly, you're really not as good as Liu Zixuan."

"Then show us what you've got!"

With those words, the various sect experts revealed their weapons, all aimed at the people of Netherworld Hall.

The Hall Master of Netherworld Hall waved a hand: "Attack!"

The people of the Netherworld Hall, already more numerous and possessing a unique aura, stepped forward, their presence alone overwhelming in momentum.

"Crooked ways are still crooked ways. Everyone, today we slay these outsiders. First, to shock the World Martial Realm and to let them know the Star Sea Martial Realm is not to be infringed upon; second, to show those who only know how to boast."

With that, the sect expert lifted his weapon and charged at the opponents to kill.

It must be said, he was indeed skilled, severing the arm of a Netherworld Hall disciple with a single move. This action undoubtedly excited the disciples of the various sects and families even more.

The battle erupted in an instant, with both sides clashing amidst the mountain range, sparks flying as weapons clashed, and cries of anguish echoing.

This wasn't a fight between ordinary people, nor a confrontation with modern weapons. It was a contest of martial artists, showcasing cultivation techniques, inner strength, and ruthlessness!

Watching the dazzling blades and the glaring scarlet bloodstains, Liu Zixuan sighed deeply: "Is it necessary?"

"Those guys are too arrogant." Gu Yu muttered discontentedly: "At this time, we should be joining hands, united against the enemy, but they treat us like decorative vases!"

"Since ancient times, whether in the Martial Realm or among the big shots of the Star Sea, hasn't it always been like this?"

Liu Zixuan laughed self-mockingly: "They always think they are the strongest, always believing the young ones who come after aren't as good as them. But in truth? Their already stagnant and outdated thinking will only make them the laughingstock of history, gradually being eliminated from the stage."

"The most infuriating part is that they nearly fought against us, making me recall that line from the poem: 'Why slaughter one's own kin so eagerly?' How do they even find the courage to deal with such a terrifyingly strong Netherworld Hall themselves?"

Zhao Yi sighed, truly puzzled.

Even though Liu Zixuan explained, he still didn't want to accept it. If the entire Martial Realm was like these people, then this stubbornness and conservatism, even if not wiped out by the Netherworld Hall now, would eventually lead to self-destruction!

"Why, do you all seem so dissatisfied!"

Just then, the Hall Master of Netherworld Hall looked over with a meaningful smile.

Liu Zixuan raised an eyebrow: "What does this have to do with you?"

"Of course!"

The Netherworld Hall Master spread his hands with a smile: "After all, you did kill my son. That's my greatest enemy and adversary. How could I let you fight on with a grudge?"

As he spoke, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, showing his deep hatred towards Liu Zixuan for killing his son, though he didn't reveal it prematurely.

He pointed to the ongoing battle, "To let you accept my death sentence without distraction, I at least have to help you vent a little. I know you don't like them. Once they're all dead, maybe you'll feel a little happier!"

Liu Zixuan frowned, rebuking coldly: "You dare!"

"Why wouldn't I dare!"

A powerful aura surged from the Hall Master of Netherworld Hall, pressing directly towards Liu Zixuan.

Liu Zixuan stepped forward abruptly, channeling the Power of the Dragon Veins into his palm, and with a lift, shattered the pressure.

Coldly staring at the Hall Master of Netherworld Hall: "Our grudges are internal matters of the Star Sea Martial Realm, not something you can meddle in!"

"Hmph!"

The Hall Master of Netherworld Hall sneered disdainfully: "From today onward, the Star Sea Martial Realm will cease to exist. Its only name will be the Netherworld Hell!"

With that, the Hall Master of Netherworld Hall stepped aside to continue observing the battle.

"Brother Xuan, are we really going to wait for them to finish fighting before we take action?" Mo Chengfeng, having remained silent, asked.

Liu Zixuan glanced at the opposite side and then whispered: "Gu Yu, you and Cheng Feng retreat to a safe place first. Old Zhao, I'll distract the masters of Netherworld Hall. When the time is right, quickly use your Water Domain to save those people."

"Save those Hidden Sect and Hidden Family people?" Zhao Yi suddenly asked with a smile.

"As I said, our conflict with them is an internal matter of the Star Sea Martial Realm. After the great battle, if we're still alive, we'll settle accounts with them then. But for now, regardless of what they think, we must preserve the strength of the Star Sea Martial Realm. Don't forget, Netherworld Hall has arrangements across the World Martial Realm. Even if we are fortunate to win this time, there's a chance that others may come." Liu Zixuan said solemnly.

Zhao Yi's mouth twitched, full of reluctance in his heart. To be honest, he wished those guys would all die now.

One by one, they act all high and mighty, looking down on everyone. Who do they think they are?

But since Liu Zixuan had said so, there was naturally no way to go against it, so he could only reluctantly agree, suppressing his annoyance.

...

At this moment, the battle had reached a fever pitch.

Although both sides were fighting fiercely, the gap between them gradually widened. The various Hidden Sects and Hidden Families were indeed slightly higher in terms of skill and Realm, but they couldn't compare to their opponents in numbers.

Thus, as the fight went on, the sect and family experts had exhausted more than half of their energy and inner strength with just the wheel combat tactics, leaving them with a strong sense of fatigue.

Their movements slowed, their strength was no longer as powerful as before, and gradually the casualties increased.

It wasn't long before more than half had lost their fighting ability.

At the same time, they all felt a sense of powerlessness.

These Netherworld Hall disciples could wear them down to death, but what about the Hall Master of Netherworld Hall and those Dragon Spirit experts who had yet to make a move?