The night was deep, the night sky over Po Sea Bay was twinkling with countless bright stars, sparkling and illuminating the world.

In the camp where the Demon Sect's followers resided, several people flew down from the sky. If Ye Tianfan were here, he could recognize that the leader was none other than the Demon Sect Leader Zhang Youji.

Inside the large tent of the Demon Sect camp.

"How many righteous sect followers have come?" Zhang Youji asked the Demon Sect subordinates tasked with guarding the place.

"Reporting to Sect Leader, a whole bunch of people~ ah!" The subordinate hadn't finished speaking when Zhang Youji kicked him out directly, then turned to the other subordinate and asked, "How many have come?"

"A...about seventy or eighty people?" The subordinate replied, sweating profusely.

"Seventy or eighty people? Just seventy or eighty dare to attack us here, alright, this time there's no return for them! Where are they now?" Zhang Youji asked again.

"Reporting to Sect Leader, they're in the marshy land to the west!" the subordinate replied.

"Is that so? I got it, you may leave now!" Zhang Youji waved his hand, dismissing the crowd.

After everyone had left, Zhang Youji stared blankly towards the west, where the righteous sect resided.

"Zhao Min, are you really one of the righteous sect, if so, why did you deceive me that day, how can I trust anyone else then?" Zhang Youji sighed quietly, looking towards the west.

Over at the righteous sect camp.

Ye Tianfan couldn't sleep in the tent, so he got up and walked out.

Ye Tianfan stood alone in a secluded spot at the edge of the camp, with his hands clasped behind his back.

Looking at the sky full of stars, the bright moon illuminated the sky, casting its glow straight down onto Ye Tianfan. From the darkness, one could see Ye Tianfan's face with furrowed brows, clearly pondering something.

Obviously, Ye Tianfan was thinking of someone, looking at the stars, he wondered, how are you doing? How long has it been there?

I don't know if I'll be able to see you again, I've been working hard on my cultivation, I'm afraid that when I return, I'll be facing a pile of bones, sigh!

Just then, footsteps suddenly sounded behind him.

Ye Tianfan turned around and looked back, surprised at the visitor, he said: "Senior Brother Yun Tian? Why aren't you asleep yet?"

The visitor was indeed Senior Brother Yun Tian, concerned, Yun Tian said: "I was just planning to sleep, but through the tent's curtain, I saw you coming here, and you seemed in a bad mood, so I came to check on you."

Ye Tianfan nodded, looked at Senior Brother Yun Tian and smiled: "It's nothing, Senior Brother Yun Tian, I'm just excited about possibly facing the Demon Sect tomorrow, the real battle is about to begin, couldn't sleep because of that."

Senior Brother Yun Tian shook his head and said: "That doesn't seem like the excitement of sleeplessness, never mind, I won't pry into why you're unhappy, after all, everyone has their secrets, try to adjust yourself, as there might be a battle tomorrow, don't let your mood affect your state."

Ye Tianfan smiled and said: "Don't worry, Senior Brother Yun Tian, it won't affect tomorrow, I'll go rest soon."

"Alright! Then you should rest early!" Seeing that Ye Tianfan's mood was still a bit low, but not too bad overall, Senior Brother Yun Tian turned and walked back.

Although cultivators don't need sleep, usually, due to habit, they meditate while sleeping. Meditating might not progress as quickly as dedicated cultivation, but it allows training while sleeping.

After Senior Brother Yun Tian left, Ye Tianfan stood there for a while longer before returning to his tent.

The next day.

The righteous sect decided to directly attack the Demon Sect followers, not wanting to delay, lest the Demon Sect Leader arrives, which would complicate things greatly.

However, unbeknownst to them, the Demon Sect Leader had already arrived the previous night.

Before reaching the Demon Sect camp, they saw many people standing outside.

Before they could see clearly, someone from the Demon Sect crowd shouted: "Long time no see, pretenders of the righteous sect!"

Upon hearing this voice, Tian Chu Zhenren and the others immediately turned pale.

"Zhang Youji, the Demon Sect Leader! Didn't expect you to have arrived already!" Ping Chu Zhenren said through clenched teeth, realizing they were a step late. They had hoped to succeed in the surprise attack before Zhang Youji's arrival, but he was already here.

"It's me indeed!" Zhang Youji scoffed coldly at the front.

At the same time, Zhang Youji was glancing through the righteous crowd, trying to confirm whether Zhao Min was truly one of them.

"Zhang Youji, do you remember me?" Suddenly, a hoarse voice emerged from the direction of the Dali Sect.

The righteous sect was shocked to hear this voice. They hadn't expected it to come from the muscular figure in the Dali Sect with such a hoarse voice as if someone had torn his vocal cords!

Upon hearing this voice, Zhang Youji paused his scanning gaze and instead coldly laughed, staring intensely at the muscular figure, his eyes fierce, and said: "How could I not remember, Zhen Dali from the Dali Sect, unexpected that you survived after having a section of your neck cut off."

At these words, Zhen Dali's face contorted with muscle and his teeth clenched, clearly filled with hatred. He slowly nodded, tapping a metal plate on his neck with his hand, and said viciously in a hoarse voice, "I'm lucky to have survived. Since you remember me, today you'll die by my hand."

Zhang Youji sneered: "Anyone can make threats, remember? You said the same thing last time, and what happened? You ended up with a shorter neck."

Enraged beyond measure by these words, Zhen Dali immediately pulled out the magical treasure strapped on his back, ready to charge at Zhang Youji.

Fortunately, everyone held him back. Realizing he couldn't break through, Zhen Dali vowed vengefully: "This time I won't let you touch my neck, while yours will be torn apart by me."

Indeed, as Zhang Youji described, Zhen Dali had part of his neck missing, though not entirely, only a vertically halved section was blown away by Zhang Youji's magical treasure. The remaining half kept him alive, but he survived due to overlooking by Zhang Youji, who assumed he was dead from his severe injuries.

However, with half his neck gone, Zhen Dali's vocal cords were almost completely damaged, and he could only produce hoarse sounds with the remaining fragments.

Thus, Zhen Dali bore deep-seated hatred towards Zhang Youji.

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