"Little Qiang, could it be that you've achieved the legendary Vajra Body?" Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang unscathed, Gong Ziyu stared at Wang Xiaoqiang's muscular upper body, speaking with a mix of relief and surprise.

"That's right!" Wang Xiaoqiang nodded and said, "Now is not the time to talk about this. Let me first slay Fan Renruo…"

As he spoke, Wang Xiaoqiang's figure flashed and he chased after Fan Renruo.

Fan Renruo felt a jolt in his heart when he saw Wang Xiaoqiang appear. When he also saw that Wang Xiaoqiang could withstand the combined strike of his six avatars with his mere physical body, he was startled out of his wits. Taking advantage of a push from Gong Ziyu's fan, he escaped.

By the time Wang Xiaoqiang wanted to chase him, Fan Renruo was already nowhere to be seen. When he expanded his Divine Sense to search, it was disrupted by the Immortal Enchanting Formation, making it impossible to locate him, bringing about a sense of helplessness.

After flying around, Wang Xiaoqiang returned to his original spot, dejectedly saying to Gong Ziyu, "This Immortal Enchanting Formation is really impressive, it even managed to fool me. It seems Fan Renruo has escaped."

"It's just a desperate rat, don't mind too much!" Gong Ziyu comforted him, then his gaze turned towards a group of battling disciples. "These North Pole Gate disciples are truly detestable; they've killed many of our disciples using guerrilla tactics. How should we deal with them?"

"Kill them all! Leave none alive!" Wang Xiaoqiang said viciously, then his figure flashed and he was already within a battle group. With a swing of his Penglai Immortal Sword, sword light surged like waves, four North Pole Gate disciples fell to the ground, screaming in agony, their blood splattering.

Gong Ziyu also charged into a battle group, waving the Folding Fan Magic Weapon in his hand. A golden gust abruptly arose, and instantly five North Pole Gate disciples were blown away. Eventually, the golden wind, like a blade storm, tore them into bloodied bodies, which fell heavily to the ground, their lives ending in Western Heaven.

Finding this method of killing too slow, Wang Xiaoqiang released the Patterned Beast with a thought. The beast roared at a group of six North Pole Gate disciples, and with a boom, their heads exploded, blood fountains spraying from their bodies. It was a terrifying sight.

Wang Xiaoqiang, eyes filled with bloodlust, seeing that Gong Ziyu was not beside him, released the Demon Droplet without restriction. The buzzing Demon Droplet vibrated and spun rapidly, excitedly darting towards another battle group. With a dreadful poof, the Demon Droplet pierced through the chests of the North Pole Gate disciples, causing blood to spurt as they collapsed and died.

Though the female disciples of the Moon Crescent Palace were not the targets of the slaughter, they were shocked and amazed at the wholesale nature of the massacre.

Each one widened their eyes, unable to see what was taking lives so swiftly.

Even their Divine Sense couldn't lock onto it, feeling only a faint but overwhelming demonic power swiftly darting around, reaping lives.

Immediately, they panicked, thinking the Demon Race had intervened, leaving them confused and astounded as to why the demons would help them kill their enemies.

The North Pole Gate disciples, using guerrilla tactics, were scared out of their wits by the Demon Droplet. Stripped naked, they fled for their lives, but before they could lift off, their bodies shuddered, mouths spitting blood, falling and dying on the spot.

In the realm of spell techniques, nothing can surpass speed!

The Demon Droplet could kill five people in a single breath, making escaping from it harder than ascending to heaven.

With the Demon Droplet's help, the battle was resolved in less than half an hour.

As the sounds of fighting ceased, the Moon Crescent Palace fell into deathly silence.

The moon rose, a dim yellow moon tinged with red, like a blood moon. Under the moonlight, mountains of corpses and seas of blood covered the ground, the half-naked, bare bodies of North Pole Gate disciples lying around in disarray, along with some of the female disciples of the Moon Crescent Palace.

In battle, death and injury are unavoidable.

Gong Ziyu ordered the disciples to place the fallen comrades together and gather the bodies of the North Pole Gate disciples in another area, then began to make a count.

They did not know until they counted, and when they did, they were shocked.

The battle resulted in heavy casualties.

Although a small number of North Pole Gate disciples escaped, more than half lay dead. Those who perished were mostly lower-level cultivators, but astonishingly, more than a thousand of them lost their lives. Meanwhile, over thirty female disciples of the Moon Crescent Palace were killed or wounded.

Gong Ziyu gazed at the bodies of the fallen female disciples with deep sorrow, tears streaming from his eyes.

Wang Xiaoqiang patted her shoulder to comfort her, "Don't worry, I will kill Fan Renruo to avenge them."

His words had just fallen when the female disciples, filled with righteous indignation, raised their magic treasures and shouted, "Vengeance, we must get vengeance! We swear not to be human if this blood feud is not avenged!"

As a woman, Gong Ziyu was fearful of more casualties among her disciples, making it hard to decide.

After all, they were facing the powerful North Pole Gate. Tonight, they had only encountered the lowest-ranking disciples; the true experts, the Vice Sect Leader, and the Elder Council of the North Pole Gate had not appeared.

Wang Xiaoqiang said, "Revenge should not be delayed. Let's act tonight and wipe out the North Pole Gate. We must kill the chief culprit, Fan Renruo!"

Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang determined, Gong Ziyu nodded and raised her hand, "Alright, everyone, let's go to the North Pole Gate and avenge the fallen!"

Immediately, the disciples were inflamed with passion, rising in a tumult.

With chants and slogans, they took to the sky under the leadership of Wang Xiaoqiang and Gong Ziyu, flying through the night towards the North Pole Gate.

For a moment, the magic treasures' lights illuminated the night sky, creating a spectacular scene.

...

Terrified by Wang Xiaoqiang, Fan Renruo fled back to the North Pole Gate and went into hiding, ordering all disciples to be on high alert.

In fact, Fan Renruo's attack on the Moon Crescent Palace was purely for his selfish desires and was unanimously opposed by the Elder Council of the North Pole Gate. Therefore, the Elder Council did not participate. Fan Renruo took only a group of personal guards, but the outcome was disastrous, and he returned in defeat, naturally too ashamed to speak up, quietly lurking in the North Pole Gate.

Wang Xiaoqiang and Gong Ziyu led the disciples of the Moon Crescent Palace to the North Pole Gate.

The North Pole Gate had a Protective Sect Array.

The disciples of the Moon Crescent Palace could not enter, feeling helpless when Wang Xiaoqiang took out the Sun-Shooting Bow and visualized the Star Chart technique "Seat of Shooting the Sun". Drawing the bow and shooting an arrow imbued with lightning, he aimed at the Protective Sect Array.

With a loud boom, the array shattered.

With the array broken, the Moon Crescent Palace disciples couldn't wait and charged in.

The North Pole Gate disciples who had just returned from defeat saw the protective array broken, knowing experts had entered, were like startled birds, hiding in fear and not daring to fight.

The destruction of the array was a matter of life and death for the sect, so the ten elders of the North Pole Gate flew out of their rooms, angrily shouting from afar, "Who dares to break our North Pole Gate array?"

Wang Xiaoqiang also shouted with force, "Fan Renruo violated the Dao, unjustly attacking the Moon Crescent Palace, causing wrongful deaths of its disciples. I am here to seek justice for the Moon Crescent Palace. Hand over Fan Renruo immediately, or none of you will be spared!"

The elders knew their Sect Leader Fan Renruo had caused trouble. The elders were also divided into two factions: six supporting Fan Ren and four opposing him.

The four against him halted, not blocking the Moon Crescent Palace disciples, watching as bystanders.

The six who supported Fan Renruo charged at Wang Xiaoqiang. Unaware it was Wang Xiaoqiang, they saw a youth with the Sevenfold Body of the Immortal Venerable speaking arrogantly. Pointing at Wang Xiaoqiang, they angrily shouted, "Impudent brat! Today you will have no escape!"

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