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Song Yu was in seclusion for two months, and the outside world was in turmoil.

The monks who were waiting at the foot of Haoyang Mountain to seek justice for Empress Linglong have not left yet.

When Qin Xuewu received the news that Song Yu had come out of seclusion, she rushed to his cave and advised him to leave and stay out of the spotlight.

"Those people have all received favors from Empress Linglong. They are here to cause trouble for you this time and swear to fight you to the death. You must not let them find you."

Qin Xuewu didn't want to see Song Yu in danger.

Hearing this, Song Yu stared at Qin Xuewu with deep eyes, with complicated emotions surging in his heart.

He shook his head gently and said, "Xuewu, how can I escape because of a temporary danger? If I leave now, won't everyone think that I, Song Yu, am really the one who fled because of the crime?"

Qin Xuewu's face changed slightly when she heard this, and she asked anxiously, "But how can you withstand the anger of those people alone?"

"If you want to fight, then fight. When have I ever been afraid of anyone?"

Song Yu smiled calmly, held Qin Xuewu in his arms, and gently stroked her soft long hair.

"Xuewu, take care of yourself. They don't dare to cause trouble for you, but there will always be people who want to use you to make me show up. I don't want to see you in danger."

The two of them were affectionate for a moment, and the leader of Haoyang Sect also came after receiving the news.

Qin Xuewu left reluctantly.

"Song Yu, you should already know the situation down the mountain, right? You have been in seclusion these days, and some things are beyond our expectations."

The sect leader hesitated for a moment and said, "I have discussed this with the great elder. You can go somewhere else to avoid the limelight for a while."

"Since I was the one who killed Linglong, how could I leave now and let Haoyang Sect suffer infamy for me? Sect Master, don't worry, I will bear all the consequences."

Song Yu said this and was about to go down the mountain.

Seeing this, the clan leader hurriedly stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "Song Yu, this matter is of great importance. You know, those people gathered at the foot of the mountain not only for Empress Linglong, but also to force you into a desperate situation to vent their personal anger. If you go down the mountain at this time, it will be like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth."

"I know, Master, there is no need to persuade me anymore. I know my limits."

Song Yu went down the mountain alone despite the sect leader's obstruction.

……

There were crowds of people at the foot of the mountain.

Song Yu's figure slowly appeared in everyone's sight.

The sunlight shines through the clouds and onto his resolute face, adding a bit of heroic spirit to him.

"Song Yu! You finally came out!" A middle-aged monk in the crowd, with his eyes wide open, holding a long sword, pointed directly at Song Yu, "You killed Empress Linglong, today we will enforce justice on behalf of heaven and avenge the Empress!"

Song Yu stopped and calmly glanced around, looking at the faces that were either angry, curious, or indifferent.

"How many people are planning to avenge Linglong? Come out."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd was excited.

Dozens of monks came out in response, holding various magical weapons, their eyes full of determination and anger, as if they wanted to eat Song Yu alive.

However, Song Yu just smiled faintly, and his calmness shocked everyone present.

"Do you really think that I killed Linglong on purpose?"

Song Yu's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard throughout the valley, shocking everyone's heart.

He walked slowly towards the crowd.

"The facts are right in front of us, do you still want to quibble?" a young monk shouted angrily.

He held a spear in his hand, with the tip of the spear pointing directly at Song Yu, as if it would pierce his chest in the next second.

Song Yu shook his head slightly, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

"You only saw the surface, but never thought about the truth. Linglong's death was not my wish, and there is another hidden reason. But today, since I am standing here, I am willing to bear all the consequences."

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the crowd suddenly became tense.

Those monks who were originally still hesitating now joined the crusade.

The sounds of magical instruments colliding rose and fell, and the entire valley seemed to be shrouded by an invisible force.

Song Yu smiled and looked at everyone.

"You only know one side of the story. If Linglong hadn't betrayed the Haoyang Sect disciple first, how could I have killed him?"

When these words were spoken, everyone did not believe them.

"Empress Linglong has protected Haoyang Sect for many years, how could she betray Haoyang Sect! Stop talking nonsense here!"

Song Yu took a deep breath.

It is difficult to convince these monks who are blinded by anger with words alone.

He slowly raised his hand, and a faint blue light flickered in his palm. It was the spiritual power condensed from his years of practice.

"I'm not talking nonsense. The evidence is right here."

Song Yu's voice was steady and powerful. He waved his hand lightly, and the blue light turned into a stream of light, shooting towards an old man in the crowd.

The old man was one of Empress Linglong's confidants during her lifetime, and his loyalty to Linglong is unquestionable.

The old man caught the blue light and took a closer look, and found that it was actually a memory crystal.

He had an idea in his mind and immediately injected his spiritual power into it. After a moment, his face changed drastically.

"This...how is this possible!"

The old man cried out in shock, and the memory crystal in his hand fell to the ground and shattered.

But the image in the crystal has been deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone present.

In the scene, Empress Linglong was fighting with the Shura statue. When she saw the disciples of Haoyang Sect coming to help her, she turned around and ran away, leaving those disciples to face the ferocious Shura statue!

"See? This is the truth."

Song Yu's voice echoed in the valley, "I am not a bloodthirsty person, but Linglong's behavior has touched the bottom line of Haoyang Sect.

Even though she has protected our Haoyang Sect for many years, she shouldn't let a group of disciples loyal to her die!

As a member of the sect, I have to stand up and defend the dignity and interests of the sect."

The atmosphere in the crowd became subtle, and the monks who were originally angry began to waver.

There was a bit more complexity and doubt in their eyes when they looked at Song Yu.

"But even so, you can't take someone's life without permission!"

A female monk stood up, her voice filled with reluctance and indignation.

“Although Empress Linglong made mistakes, she is still an empress after all!

How can we accept you doing this?"

Song Yu was silent for a moment. He understood the feelings of these monks.

But he also knew that once something was done, there was no going back.

"I know my behavior is not acceptable to everyone."

Song Yu said slowly, "But I have a clear conscience. I, Song Yu, act with a clear conscience and with no regrets before the heavens and the earth. If you still want to seek revenge on me, I am always here to help you."

After saying this, Song Yu turned around and was about to leave.

But at this moment, a clear voice suddenly sounded: "Wait a minute!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a woman in white slowly walking out of the crowd.

She has a pretty face and a refined temperament. She is none other than the leader of Wangyue Sect—Yun Xi!

The Wangyue Sect has also been protected by Empress Linglong for many years. How can they just sit back and do nothing?

Yunxi's appearance added a bit of subtlety to the already tense atmosphere.

She walked forward slowly, her eyes moving between Song Yu and the surrounding monks, and finally stopped on Song Yu. There was both scrutiny and a hint of barely perceptible anger in her eyes.

"Song Yu, what you said is of great importance. It is difficult to convince others with just a memory crystal."

Yunxi's voice was gentle but firm. Her words echoed in the valley, causing everyone's emotions to fluctuate again.

Song Yu frowned slightly when he heard this. He naturally understood Yun Xi's concerns.

But now that things have come to this, he has no way out.

"Master Yun, I know this matter is not easy to settle. But please believe that I, Song Yu, do not kill innocent people indiscriminately. Linglong's death was inevitable, and the twists and turns involved cannot be fully described in a few words."

Yunxi nodded slightly, as if she was not surprised by Song Yu's answer.

“Empress Linglong may have done something wrong, but she has protected my Moon Watching Sect for many years. I cannot sit idly by and watch her death.

Since you have your reasons, I have mine!

Today, I came here not to seek the truth, but to avenge the empress. Song Yu, do you have any objection?"

Song Yu smiled. Yun Xi was really clear about gratitude and resentment.

Since she has decided to avenge Empress Linglong, she will not be shaken by anything.

"I have no objection, Sect Master Yun, please make your move!"

As soon as Song Yu finished speaking, Yun Xi rushed up with a whisk in his hand.

Yun Xi's whisk drew a graceful arc in the air, bringing up gusts of breeze, and headed straight for Song Yu's face.

Her movements were swift and graceful, as if every step contained the rhythm of heaven and earth.

However, Song Yu did not retreat. He moved his body slightly and easily avoided Yun Xi's attack. At the same time, he slapped out with his backhand, and the palm wind was so fierce that it went straight to Yun Xi's chest.

When the two men fought, the wind whistled in the valley and spiritual energy overflowed.

The monks around retreated one after another, fearing that they would be affected by this powerful force.

They held their breath and stared closely at the battle on the field.

"Song Yu, you are really good at fighting!"

Yun Xi's breath turned cold in an instant, and the whisk he used flashed with cold light, not giving an inch!

"Master Yun, you are too kind. If it weren't for the situation, I would not want to be an enemy of the Moon Watching Sect."

Song Yu responded, his tone showing both helplessness and determination.

The two of them fought back and forth, and their moves showed both exquisite sword skills and profound cultivation.

Yunxi's whisk was like a dragon emerging from the sea, sometimes gentle and lingering, sometimes sharp as a knife, condensing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth into a speck of dust, launching fierce attacks on Song Yu again and again.

Song Yu, on the other hand, was agile and had wonderful footwork, and each of his dodges was just right.

"Master Yun, you and I are both cultivators. We should know that cause and effect will always come true. The matter of Empress Linglong is complicated and tortuous, and it is beyond our ability to fully understand."

Song Yu said in a deep voice, with a determined look in his eyes.

Yun Xi paused for a moment when he heard this, then snorted coldly.

"Dignity? You killed Empress Linglong, what dignity can you still talk about? If I can't seek justice for her today, how can I face the people of Wangyue Sect?"

"Justice is in the heart of the people, so why should Sect Master Yun be obsessed with appearances? Although I am to blame for the death of Empress Linglong, you already know the hidden truth, so why should you be obsessed with it?"

Song Yu spoke sincerely, trying to convince Yun Xi.

However, Yunxi was no longer willing to listen. She had only one thought in her mind - to avenge Empress Linglong.

The whisk was waved again, turning into light and shadows all over the sky, enveloping Song Yu.

Song Yu did not dare to be careless. Spiritual power surged throughout his body and his figure was as fast as lightning, dodging in the light and shadow.

The battle lasted for a long time, and the spiritual energy fluctuations in the valley became more and more intense, as if even the heaven and earth were changing color.