Chapter 276: Chapter 126: Suppression and Despair! Turning the Tide! Kill

Today it was the Seven Stars Gang. Tomorrow, would it be the Four Great Clans’ turn?

Her thoughts turned to Li Qingxue.

That woman, as cold as snow, whose talent was no less than her own.

In such a desperate situation, what would Li Qingxue choose to do?

The low-ranking disciples might have a chance to survive.

But Li Qingxue... she would never flee.

The Li Family’s foundation was here, and Cao Feng was here too.

Knowing her personality, she would surely choose to live or die with the Seven Stars Gang and the Cao and Li Families.

A profound sense of powerlessness, mixed with a fear of the unknown, seized Fang Qingqing’s heart, suffocating her with waves of despair.

She looked up and out the window, searching for the unsettling Blood Moon that usually hung in the night sky.

But she saw that heavy, dark clouds had already swallowed it whole.

The world between heaven and earth was cast in shadow.

Only the wind, blowing ever faster and colder, howled through every corner of the city, kicking up dust and fallen leaves.

It was as if it heralded the coming of an unstoppable, destructive storm.

...

In the Fang Family’s meeting hall, sandalwood smoke curled lazily into the air.

But it failed to dispel the heavy atmosphere that filled the room.

Patriarch Fang Xiaotian and several Core Elders were discussing family matters.

But the conversation inevitably drifted back to the tense situation brewing in the city.

The cautionary tale of the Blood Saber Sect was still fresh in their minds, and the fate of the Seven Stars Gang weighed on everyone’s nerves.

Fang Qingqing had also returned, quietly taking a seat near the door at the lower end of the hall.

As the well-regarded second miss, she had the right to listen in on such family meetings.

Her gaze was distant, her thoughts still steeped in the oppressive feeling from when she had stared out the window. She unconsciously fiddled with the hem of her dress.

Just as the oppressive atmosphere in the hall was about to solidify...

"Report!" A sharp cry tore through the silence.

Accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, a Fang Family guard in combat attire stumbled into the meeting hall, tightly clutching an arrow whose fletching still trembled slightly.

"Patriarch! Elders!" The guard knelt on one knee, his breath ragged.

His voice was filled with unconcealed alarm. "An urgent report from the scouts in the Outer City! The Moon Worship Sect and Seven Stars Castle... they’ve made their move! Their target is the Seven Stars Gang Headquarters!"

BOOM!

It was as if a clap of thunder had exploded in the hall.

Everyone, even the normally composed Patriarch Fang Xiaotian, had their expression change drastically as they shot up from their seats.

"Has the information been confirmed?" Fang Xiaotian’s voice was low, laced with a barely perceptible tension.

"Confirmed!" the guard replied hastily. "Our men, along with scouts from the other powers, are all gathered on the outskirts of the Seven Stars Gang’s territory! They saw it with their own eyes—the Black-robed Envoys of the Moon Worship Sect and the experts from Seven Stars Castle have joined forces and stormed the Seven Stars Gang Headquarters!"

"Inside... they can already hear the sounds of fighting and sense intense fluctuations of Primordial Qi!"

The meeting hall instantly fell into a dead silence, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Although they had long expected it, the impact was still immense when the moment finally arrived!

This wasn’t some distant rumor, but a bloody reality unfolding right now!

Another power that had stood for years in Cyan Yang Ancient City was suffering a devastating blow...

The Fang Family was not an ally of the Seven Stars Gang.

They hadn’t even had a chance to establish contact with the New Seven Stars Gang.

But at this moment, the chilling realization that they could be next was clearer than ever.

Watching a power not much weaker than their own prove so fragile before a greater force, they were filled with indescribably complex emotions.

There was relief that the Fang Family was not involved;

There was fear of that unknown power, a power that could easily crush them;

And above all, there was the sorrow of seeing one of their own kind fall.

Fang Qingqing’s heart sank, as if seized by an invisible hand.

She took a shallow breath, but her chest only felt tighter.

’It’s finally... happened after all,’ she sighed silently. The first image that flashed through her mind was still that of the mysterious Ghost-faced Man.

He had orchestrated all of this, lighting the fuse.

Now that the storm had arrived as expected, where was he?

Was he hiding in the shadows, watching coldly from the sidelines? Or had he already fled to parts unknown?

Or... was he actually at the heart of the slaughter, waiting for a certain opportunity?

She didn’t know.

The Moon Worship Sect had been so brazen, turning Cyan Yang Ancient City upside down. They treated the rules as if they were nothing, destroying two major gangs in a row.

Yet the Government Office, which was supposed to maintain order, had made no move.

It was as if they had tacitly approved of all this.

’What kind of world is this?’

’Is power the only rule?’

’The Moon Worship Sect is acting so recklessly—does the imperial court not care?’

’Does the Demon Suppression Bureau not care?’

Fang Qingqing felt a chill rise from the bottom of her heart and spread to her every limb.

She could almost hear the faint shouts and roars of battle in the distance, could almost see the Seven Stars Gang Headquarters—once a symbol of new life and hope—being consumed by blood and fire.

The storm had arrived, and no one could remain uninvolved.

The silence in the Fang Family’s meeting hall spoke more eloquently than any words of the shock and unease felt by all the powers in Cyan Yang Ancient City.

To the north, a faint flicker of bloody light seemed to flash across the night sky before being devoured by the thickening darkness and the gale that swept the city.

...

「The Seven Stars Gang Martial Arts Arena.」

The spacious field where disciples once trained had now become a bloody inferno.

The sharp clang of clashing weapons, the boom of colliding Primordial Qi, and the wretched screams of the dying wove together into a symphony of death.

The absolute disparity in numbers and strength made the battle a one-sided slaughter from the very beginning.

Not far from the main gate of the Deacon Hall, at the mouth of a dark alley, Chu Fan’s face was covered by a vicious Evil Ghost Mask. A cold glint shone through its eyeholes, his gaze locked tightly onto the ever-changing battlefield.

He gripped the Sunset Bow, the string not yet drawn, but a Black Kite Arrow was nocked and ready.

But he was still waiting, like a cheetah hiding in the shadows, searching for the perfect moment to deliver a killing blow.

On the field, the fiercest fighting was centered around Li Qingxue and Lin Luoxue.