Reincarnated as the Death Spider Queen, sacrificing Bibi Dong at the start.

Chapter 59 We Are All Victims

Chapter 59 We Are All Victims

Tang Xiao didn't believe Nan Feng's threats and inducements at all. He was only thinking about how to break through and how to pass the message to the other Haotian Sect members so that they could escape.

"Break through?"

Nan Feng seemed to see through Tang Xiao's thoughts, and the smile on his lips vanished instantly.

"Tang Xiao, I advise you to put away those unrealistic fantasies."

"Don't take any chances."

"The reason you were able to escape from the Power Clan last time wasn't because you were truly capable, nor was it because I was careless."

"It's entirely because from the beginning I never intended to kill anyone, nor did I want to get hurt."

"Otherwise, if I were to risk my life, I could kill both of you elders even without using the Netherworld Realm."

"Killing you would only help Qian Daoliu and the others vent their anger, and it would do me no good. Dead people can't help me fight against the Hall of Worship."

Tang Xiao frowned. "Then how do you explain killing the Fifth Elder and the Sixth Elder later?"

Back when he was with the Power Clan, he did feel that Bibi Dong was holding back in everything she did, and didn't seem to have much killing intent. She even used her second martial soul's soul skills a few times.

But later, that strange gray demon god killed both of their elders with a single blow!

"An explanation? You still have the nerve to ask me to explain?" Nan Feng raised an eyebrow.

"I didn't kill you, yet you relentlessly pursue me, hoping to wear me down with your numbers."

"I told you, I don't want to get hurt, and I can't play any game of trading injury for injury with you. In that situation, the only way I could break the deadlock was with that move."

"But how was I supposed to know you were so fragile? I originally only intended to break the Haotian Battle Formation, at most severely injure you, and then we could all sit down and have a calm chat. Who knew you were so fragile? You couldn't even withstand a single blow?"

Tang Xiao's face darkened.

"Don't push me."

Nan Feng looked at Tang Xiao, his eyes flashing with a dangerous light: "Tang Xiao, you've experienced my Netherworld of Death. You should know very well that once that man-eating gray mist dissipates here, everyone here, except you and this old man, including those women and children—"

"They will all be eaten clean; not a single one will escape."

"Would you like to give it a try?"

'

Tang Xiao's hand, gripping the Clear Sky Hammer, trembled violently before he helplessly released it. The massive Clear Sky Hammer transformed into a streak of light and returned to his body.

He lost.

It was not only a loss in terms of strength, but also a loss in terms of mentality.

Faced with that terrifying domain that could silently devour everything, and with more than five hundred vibrant lives behind him, he dared not gamble.

"call----"

Tang Xiao sighed, "Bibi Dong, you've won."

"Tell me, what exactly do you want?"

"I've already said what I want," Nan Feng said calmly.

"Whether you believe it or not, that's for you to decide. I don't want to waste any more words."

Tang Xiao fell silent and turned to look at the Second Elder beside him.

The Second Elder stared intently at the aloof woman, his voice hoarse as he asked, "How can we—how can we trust you?"

"You are Qian Xunji's disciple, and the Pope of the Spirit Hall. Now you claim you were forced into this situation, and you say you want to fight against the Hall of Worship. But are these just empty words? Who knows if it's just a trick to deceive us into laying down our weapons?"

"If we surrender, you'll turn around and sell us out—"

"There's no need to believe it."

Nan Feng interrupted him, "I didn't expect you bunch of old fogies to actually believe me."

"Belief in such things is too abstract; only reality and self-interest are real."

"With this battle reaching this point, the Spirit Hall has achieved a great victory. The Clear Sky Sect has closed its mountain, and Tang Hao has been expelled. For the Spirit Hall, the strategic value is already sufficient."

"Continuing the war and launching a direct assault on this easily defensible fortress will only increase casualties and be utterly pointless."

"But—if I can get the Clear Sky Sect to submit to the Spirit Hall, that's a different story."

"Destroying the Clear Sky Sect would be a self-destructive act that would gain nothing and even incur the resentment of all soul masters in the world."

"Subduing the Clear Sky Sect not only made up for the loss of Soul Masters in this battle, but also greatly enhanced the power and prestige of the Spirit Hall, and helped me deal with those disobedient old guys."

"Which one is better is self-evident."

"You are all intelligent people; you should understand that only the living have value. Only a knife that can be used by me is worth my effort to maintain."

The Second Elder remained silent for a long time.

He didn't mention the pride of the Haotian Sect again, nor did he speak of never surrendering to the death. Because now the enemy was strong and we were weak, at their mercy, saying such nonsense was pointless.

All we can do now is try our best to secure more benefits for the Clear Sky Sect and preserve enough resistance forces, even if it means they have to submit to the Spirit Hall.

"Then————"

The Second Elder raised his head. "What benefits would it bring to the Clear Sky Sect to submit to the Spirit Hall?"

What can we gain? And what can we retain?

"benefit?"

Nan Feng glanced at him indifferently: "Alive."

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The entire room fell silent.

"This is the greatest benefit, and the only foundation."

Nan Feng looked at the Second Elder: "If the Haotian Sect does not submit, do not doubt my methods, nor my determination."

"I will absolutely wipe out the Haotian Sect!"

"Whether it's the five hundred people here, the groups that are on their way, or the small businesses hiding in the industrial parks outside—"

"I will kill them all, leaving no one alive!"

"If you don't cut the weeds at the root, they'll grow back in the spring!"

"When I do something, I either don't do it at all, or I go all the way."

"I won't leave myself any future troubles!"

"Especially enemies with potential like the Haotian Sect."

"Now, the choice is in your hands."

Nan Feng pointed to the bottomless abyss below the mountain, then to the path beneath his feet: "It's about leading our people to jump down, to die for that so-called pride."

"Keep your head down and kneel down."

"Live on."

'

Heavy breathing echoed in the empty space. Tang Xiao's fists clenched and unclenched repeatedly, his nails digging deep into his flesh.

"metropolitan----"

The Second Elder walked to Tang Xiao's side, his voice old and weary: "As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn."

"I know you're suffering, I know you're unwilling to accept this. But—those children are innocent."

The Second Elder pointed to the young disciples and women and children behind him, their faces filled with terror and trembling: "If we die, the Haotian Sect's legacy will end. So-called pride and glory are nothing but a handful of dust in the face of annihilation."

"As long as you are alive, there is hope."

"Only by living can we have the chance to see the future."

Looking into those eyes filled with the desire to survive, Tang Xiao's last line of defense finally collapsed.

He slowly closed his eyes, and two streams of hot tears slid down his cheeks.

Yes.

Death is easy; all it takes is a snap of the neck. But what about the hundreds of lives lost? What about the thousands of tribesmen still on their way?

To sacrifice the entire sect for the sake of so-called face?

He is not worthy to be the sect leader.

"good----"

Tang Xiao opened his eyes, his voice hoarse, "I promise you."

"but!"

"My Clear Sky Sect may submit to you, may serve you, but we will never be a dog of the Spirit Hall!"

What can we gain? And what can we retain?

"If it means losing my dignity just to survive, then I'd rather lead my people and jump off this cliff!"

"condition?"

Nan Feng raised an eyebrow, stood up from his chair, and slowly walked to Tang Xiao.

"Don't try to bargain with me so quickly."

"How much the Haotian Sect gains depends not on me, but on you."

"It depends on how much benefit you can bring to the Spirit Hall, and on how much of a role you can play in the upcoming power struggle."

"You reap what you sow. This is an eternal truth."

"As for status—don't worry, as long as you obey, the Haotian Sect will remain the number one sect in the world."

"The Spirit Hall will announce that we have reached a historic consensus with the Clear Sky Sect."

"We will attribute the root cause of this war to Tang Hao's personal crimes, as well as the ignorance and greed of the former Pope Qian Xunji."

"We will tell the world that Qian Xunji, driven by selfish desires, not only killed himself but also nearly caused a catastrophe in the world of Soul Masters. The current Pope, Bibi Dong, was forced to intervene to stop this tragedy in order to restore order and for the sake of peace."

"Now that Qian Xunji is dead, the culprit Tang Hao has become a pariah."

"Now that the source of the crime has been eliminated, we should not let more innocent people pay the price with their lives."

"This is the reason for our ceasefire."

"What?!"

Tang Xiao and the Second Elder stared wide-eyed at Nan Feng, their faces filled with disbelief.

Rebuke Qianxunji?

To throw dirty water on the former pope?

"Are you... are you serious?"

Tang Xiao asked incredulously, "The Spirit Hall values ​​its reputation extremely highly. Qian Xunji is, after all, the former Pope, and your nominal teacher! Aren't you slapping the Spirit Hall in the face by doing this? Aren't you denying the Spirit Hall's authority?"

"authority?"

Nan Feng scoffed, his eyes full of disdain and mockery: "Don't take Qian Xunji too seriously, and don't regard the so-called Qian family as sacred."

"Whose Spirit Hall is it?"

"Is it the Sen family? Or those old geezers from the Offering Hall?"

"No!"

Nan Feng spread his arms wide, his voice fervent: "The Spirit Hall belongs to all spirit masters in the world! It is a sanctuary built with the blood and sweat of countless ordinary spirit masters!"

"And Qian Xunji, and those high and mighty elders, they are nothing but bloodsucking mosquitoes clinging to this great tree, parasites stealing everyone's fruits!"

"Just like the princes and nobles of the two great empires."

"For their own benefit and for the sake of their so-called face, they shout all sorts of high-sounding slogans, making their subordinates fight and bleed for them."

"Why should I?!"

Why do you have to do this?

"Why send thousands of Soul Masters to their deaths for their own selfish desires?"

"I don't want to waste a single soldier of the Spirit Hall for the sake of Qian Xunji, who is already dead."

"I don't want to see the Clear Sky Sect shed its last drop of blood for a selfish Tang Hao."

"Master Tang".

"We are all victims."

"They were all pitiful people who were trapped by that old era and those old rules."

"Since that's the case—"

Nan Feng stretched out a hand, hovering it in front of Tang Xiao: "Why don't you join forces?"

"Overthrow the corrupt things and establish a new order."

"An order that belongs to us."

Tang Xiao looked at the hand extended in front of him, and at those eyes filled with ambition and madness, and was overwhelmed with shock.

madman.

This woman is absolutely insane.

but----

If this is the price of survival.

If this is the only way out.

So————

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