As Lu Chengfeng walked out of the Trapped Dragon Abyss, the first person he saw was Li Qingfeng, the First Seat of the White Rainbow Peak.

"Young Sect Leader, you've come out?"

Seeing Lu Chengfeng emerge from the abyss, Li Qingfeng's face showed an indescribable ecstasy and excitement.

"Where is King Xiang? What happened to him?"

Lu Chengfeng glanced at him, "I have suppressed him in the Trapped Dragon Abyss; he won't be coming out for now."

Li Qingfeng exhaled deeply, then couldn't help but throw his head back with laughter, though tears streamed down his aged face.

"Does this mean... we've won?!"

"Indeed, we've won." Lu Chengfeng took a deep breath and said, "But the battle isn't over yet. Elder Li, come with me to the Broken Dragon Grand Canyon to rally the disciples."

"Remember, under no circumstances let anyone near the Trapped Dragon Abyss."

He didn't ask how Li Qingfeng had survived; none of that mattered now.

Whether he groveled to King Xiang's Princess Consort and begged for his life, or he was luckily spared, or merely stayed away from the danger...

The most important thing was that he had survived.

Moreover, Lu Chengfeng had emerged as the victor.

He would need some of these old figures to help stabilize the situation after the war.

"Understood, Young Sect Leader." Li Qingfeng replied and quickly followed after him.

As Lu Chengfeng moved swiftly, he asked in a deep tone, "What's the situation in the sect right now?"

Li Qingfeng, with reddened eyes and a hoarse voice, replied, "Not good, before King Xiang entered the Trapped Dragon Abyss, he ordered the three thousand Frost Soul Cavalry to start attacking the mountain."

"Those Frost Soul Cavalry, each one is as strong as our sect's True Inheritance. Three thousand iron riders are equivalent to three thousand True Inheritances."

"And combining our Outer Peak elders and Inner Peak True Inheritances, we number less than five hundred - the gap is painfully large."

"Moreover, some of the mountains have already pledged allegiance to Youdu, causing a massive betrayal. The entire Yun Cang mountain range has turned into a slaughterhouse, with the three thousand iron riders running rampant, leaving corpses in their wake."

Although Li Qingfeng stood guard at the Trapped Dragon Abyss, he was well aware of the current situation in the sect.

He clearly understood that the true outcome of the battle lay not in the bloodshed at the peaks, but below the Trapped Dragon Abyss.

Thus, he faithfully guarded it, following Lu Chengfeng's orders to remain in place.

Lu Chengfeng nodded, his tone steady, "King Xiang hasn't been in the Trapped Dragon Abyss long, and with a total of one hundred and eight peaks scattered, even if three thousand iron riders attack the mountain, things would only be chaotic in such a short time. If I act swiftly enough, I can save more of the disciples."

"Since you've won, Young Sect Leader, the outcome of this battle is already decided. Now is our time to counterattack," Li Qingfeng's eyes flashed with a chilling killing intent.

"The most important thing now isn't killing the enemy, but protecting more of the disciples' lives, and under no circumstances can anything go wrong at the Trapped Dragon Abyss. Elder Li, you'll stay here to gather more of the disciples," Lu Chengfeng instructed once again.

Though Li Qingfeng wished nothing more than to charge into the Broken Dragon Grand Canyon and fight the Frost Soul Cavalry to the death to avenge the massive blood debt...

Someone like him, a senior elder, had virtually all his family, children, grandchildren, and disciples in Yun Cang. Even if some were sent away, many relatives and friends chose to stay.

With each passing quarter-hour, there's a risk that kin and friends might perish, yet he endured it and respectfully answered, "I will follow the Young Sect Leader's orders."

Surrounding the Trapped Dragon Abyss are five peaks, the Inner Five Peaks, with cliffs on all sides and only one large canyon leading outside - the Broken Dragon Grand Canyon.

Due to the onslaught of the Frost Soul Cavalry, Yun Cang was in utter chaos. Some disciples fled in a panic, instinctively escaping to the Broken Dragon Grand Canyon.

Frost Soul Cavalry pursued them from behind. Each cavalryman was as formidable as a True Inheritance from Yun Cang. With their battle formation, unless they met an Inner Sect elder-level person, it was practically a massacre.

Shlunk! Shlunk! Shlunk!

A few iron riders galloped past, iron halberds flying, skewering two or three fleeing disciples, lifting them up as blood splattered onto them.

They seemed to particularly relish this bloody baptism.

Lu Chengfeng and Li Qingfeng saw this scene just as they emerged, their expressions turning somber as they roared in rage and quickly charged forward.

The other disciples in the canyon, upon seeing him, showed looks of immense delight.

"The Young Sect Leader is here; we're saved."

"The Young Sect Leader said King Xiang is dead; is that true?"

"We're saved; we really are saved..."

"Ah... ah..."

"Hahaha!"

Among those who fled to the canyon, more than a dozen were present. Some among them broke down, collapsing on the ground, crying and laughing with tears streaming down their faces.

Lu Chengfeng's body darted forward at a phantom-like speed. His Divine Skill circulating within, forming a sword technique in hand. Gleaming streaks flashed, severing heads one by one, and the sharp sword light twisted, severing all their life forces.

Unexpectedly, these Frost Soul Cavalry, upon death, their bodies immediately turned into black debris; devoid of any blood or even internal organs and bones, it appeared incredibly bizarre.

Lu Chengfeng furrowed his brows slightly but had no time to investigate further. He moved quickly, and as soon as he passed by the Frost Soul Cavalry, the enemy turned into piles of black rubble without even catching a glimpse of his figure before they died.

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