From the beginning of Swordsman, he created a legend in the martial arts world.

"This is...a pleasant surprise."

Meng Fei's lips curled up slightly, and a calculating glint flashed deep in his eyes.

Five third-rate secret manuals were exchanged for two extraordinary skills... It seems that this trip to Blackwood Cliff has yielded another unexpected trump card.

As night fell, Po Jun and the others were already waiting outside the door.

"Set off!"

At a command, several figures disappeared into the night, moving silently towards Blackwood Cliff like ghosts.

However, just as the group approached the foot of Blackwood Cliff, Meng Fei's eyes narrowed—

Several figures were also lurking in the shadows of the forest not far ahead, seemingly preparing to infiltrate Blackwood Cliff as well.

Meng Fei hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and gestured to the people behind him. He then led his group to follow the group closely.

Soon, the mysterious group arrived at the foot of Blackwood Cliff, and after capturing a night patrol guard, they quickly infiltrated the cliff.

"Keep up!"

Meng Fei gave a low shout and led the group to follow closely behind, heading up Blackwood Cliff.

As soon as you reach Blackwood Cliff, an unusual atmosphere washes over you.

The Sun Moon Cult members patrolling Blackwood Cliff all looked solemn and walked hurriedly, their demeanor far from ordinary. It was as if some earth-shattering event had occurred on Blackwood Cliff.

"My lord, something seems amiss at Blackwood Cliff."

Ketu whispered.

"It doesn't seem like a simple defense against external enemies; it seems more like... something major has happened within the church."

Meng Fei narrowed his eyes and casually beckoned to someone behind him.

"Seven Killings".

"Your subordinate is here."

The most sinister and silent of all, Qi Sha, responded.

"Go, grab a prisoner and find out exactly what happened on Blackwood Cliff."

"Yes."

Before he finished speaking, Qi Sha's figure flickered, disappearing silently into the rocks and bushes ahead, like a shadow blending into the ground.

Before the time it takes to drink a cup of tea is up, Qi Sha returns, carrying a knocked-out man in his hand as if he were a chick.

"Slap, slap..."

A few loud slaps jolted the unconscious man awake.

Looking at the several terrifying figures with cold eyes in front of him, especially the young man in the middle with strange pupils who seemed like a god or demon.

The man from the Sun Moon Cult was so frightened that he was scared out of his wits. Before Qi Sha could interrogate him further, he blurted out everything he knew as soon as he was frightened.

"Spare me...spare me! I'll tell you everything! It was...it was Leader Ren! Leader Ren...he's gone!"

Upon hearing this, even Meng Fei's eyes flashed with a strange light.

The cult member continued, trembling, "Just... just shortly after returning from Fuzhou... Master Ren's injuries suddenly worsened, and medicine proved ineffective... a few days ago, he... he passed away!"

He swallowed hard, a complex expression on his face. "Before the sect leader died, he summoned the Holy Maiden to his bedside...and said...that Linghu Chong, the head of the Hengshan Sect, was...secretly imprisoned by the sect leader underground at Plum Manor in West Lake, Hangzhou!"

"The cult leader ordered the Holy Maiden to release Linghu Chong, and... and hoped that Linghu Chong could assist the Holy Maiden in succeeding to the position of cult leader!"

"Now, Linghu Chong has been brought back to Blackwood Cliff by the Holy Maiden! Today... today is the day the Holy Maiden will officially hold her succession ceremony as leader!"

"The elders and hall masters of all the branch sects have rushed back because of this! The atmosphere in the sect is very tense right now. Before, most of the ten elders that the sect leader took to Fuzhou were killed or injured. Now, the sect leader... some people have other ideas in mind and want to... In short, it's very chaotic..."

Ren Woxing... is dead?

Linghu Chong was rescued by Ren Yingying and was to assist Ren Yingying in succeeding as the leader of the sect.

After hearing this, Meng Fei's lips slowly curled into an extremely cold smile.

"The succession ceremony... went very well."

After easily dealing with the man, Meng Fei continued to lead the group toward the main hall of the Sun Moon Sect.

Before Meng Fei could even get close to the main hall, a fierce battle erupted, interspersed with clashes of swords and shouts of pain.

Meng Fei's eyes flickered slightly—could it be... that the Sun Moon Sect... is truly experiencing internal strife?

Immediately, the group quickened their pace and silently crept to the shadow of the eaves on the side of the main hall, looking down.

On the plaza in front of the palace, sword energy crisscrossed, blood splattered, and fierce fighting raged.

However, the two sides that clashed were not, as one might imagine, infighting within the Sun Moon Cult.

One of them was none other than the Five Mountains Sword Sect masters who had long been wiped out by Ren Woxing and his men.

Zuo Lengchan of the Songshan School, Yue Buqun of the Huashan School, and various masters from the Taishan and Hengshan Schools.

A group of more than twenty people, all of whom were elites from the Five Mountains Sword Sect, plus the few people Meng Fei had followed earlier, suddenly appeared at Blackwood Cliff.

Taking advantage of the Sun Moon Sect's unrest and laxity due to the succession of its leader, these people launched a sudden attack, catching the Sun Moon Sect completely off guard.

Four of the ten elders had already been killed in Fuzhou, and now, caught off guard by this premeditated attack, two more were killed in quick succession by Zuo Lengchan and Yue Buqun.

The Sun Moon Cult, which had initially held a significant geographical advantage, was unexpectedly forced into a series of defeats by this sudden attack.

However, in just a short while, countless followers of the Sun Moon Cult surged in from all around the main hall like a black tide.

The battle situation instantly reversed. Although the Five Mountains Sword Sect had succeeded in their surprise attack, they had ventured deep into the lion's den. Now, surrounded by the Sun Moon Divine Sect members, they were caught in a fierce battle. Despite their continued attacks, their swordsmanship, though still sharp, was showing signs of fatigue.

At the edge of the battle, a figure in a green robe stood with a sword, appearing strangely contradictory—it was Linghu Chong.

He lowered his long sword, his face filled with struggle and pain. On one side was Ren Yingying's anxious, tearful gaze, and on the other side were the Five Mountains Sword Sect, which were also righteous, and his former mentor.

In the midst of the fierce battle, Yue Buqun caught sight of Linghu Chong and shouted sternly, "Linghu Chong, why aren't you making a move? What are you waiting for? Don't forget your place!"

Ren Yingying, whose eyes hadn't left Linghu Chong for a moment, called out in a trembling voice, "Brother Chong!"

Linghu Chong pursed his lips and took a half step forward, seemingly wanting to help the Five Mountains Sword Sect masters escape their predicament.

However, he turned around abruptly and saw Ren Yingying looking at him with tears in her eyes.

He raised his sword and lowered it again, but ultimately failed to strike either side.

From his vantage point, Meng Fei took in the entire scene. His gaze slowly swept over the two sides locked in fierce combat and Linghu Chong, a cold glint gradually appearing on his lips.

As the Five Mountains Sword Sect masters' inner strength dwindled, and one after another they fell to the ground, screams of agony and the sounds of weapons piercing flesh filled the air, the situation was extremely precarious.

The last trace of hesitation in Linghu Chong's eyes was finally replaced by determination. If he continued to stand idly by, the Five Mountains Alliance might really be wiped out tonight!

With a low shout, he moved like the wind, his long sword suddenly unsheathed, transforming into a streak of blue light as he charged into the battle!

Dugu Nine Swords was unleashed in response to the situation. The sword light poured down like a torrential rain, and the clanging sound was as dense as a string of pearls. In an instant, all the killing moves aimed at Yue Buqun, Zuo Lengchan and others were deflected.

With this strong support, Zuo Lengchan and the others felt much less pressure and their breathing returned to normal.

Linghu Chong's swordplay was fluid and graceful, seemingly creating an invisible barrier in front of him. He said in a deep voice, "Go quickly!"

Zuo Lengchan and his men also knew that tonight's events were hopeless, and seeing this, they did not hesitate and seized the opportunity to fight their way out.

Linghu Chong, alone with his sword, held off more than ten skilled members of the Divine Sect, managing to protect Zuo Lengchan, Yue Buqun, and the others as they retreated from the encirclement in disarray, using the cover of night to escape down the cliff.

This sudden attack from both inside and outside has made the already weakened Sun Moon Cult even worse off.

The square was littered with corpses, and the wounded were wailing. Even of the ten elders, only two were still able to stand, and both were injured.