Yuanxi·Haining League.

Dots of dense islands, like broken porcelain, are scattered on the blue sea.

The middle of the archipelago, the core.

Tall and rough, gray buildings built like huge ships are the Haining Palace where the headquarters of the Haining League is located.

The air pressure in the palace was low at this time.

One by one, the guards and maids were silent and did not dare to make a sound. They lowered their heads and lowered their eyes as they walked, for fear that making any noise would cause serious trouble.

The overall structure of Haining Palace does not have too many complex structures and can be divided into three parts: front, middle and back.

At this time, deep in the harem, there is a palace full of luxurious coral, pearls and gems inlaid.

"Father!" A woman in a black dress had tears streaming down her face. She knelt down in front of the bed and tightly held the big hand of the person on the bed.

"Qing'er..."

The man on the bed had a calm face, with a trace of reluctance and sadness in his eyes. If it weren't for the huge bowl-shaped blood hole on his chest, which could be seen from his chest to his back, no one would think that he was a seriously injured and dying person.

He held his daughter's hand tightly. There was nostalgia, regret, and sadness in his eyes.

"After I leave, leave the alliance alone and evacuate immediately with your tribe. Don't stay in Yuanxi. Remember!"

"Father...you won't die! You won't!" The woman in black dress burst into tears and trembled all over.

"Don't be afraid, I have arranged everything..." Mo Lao sent a message, "Leave immediately while I still have the situation under control. After I leave, even if the news comes out from here, no matter who it is, at least

The news can only be confirmed tomorrow, take advantage of this time to escape...leave here, leave Yuanxi..."

"Father!!" Mo Qing looked at his father's reluctant face and felt as if the whole sky was about to collapse.

But she understood that although the Haining Alliance was nominally headed by her father, it was essentially an alliance of a large number of sects.

Many sects have their own masters.

Now that the largest deep-sea dragon gate has lost its master, the entire deep-sea dragon gate will collapse from the top sect to a middle- and lower-level force in an instant.

And the large amount of wealth and resources occupied by the Deep Sea Dragon Gate will become the meat and potatoes that attract people's attention and covet.

The greed of the human heart cannot be suppressed even if the enemy is present.

The uncles and uncles who used to be kind and kind may suddenly change into another person after their father dies.

"It's a pity... Everything I thought was just what I thought..." The look in Mo Mo's eyes quickly dimmed.

Just like the bright sun, it suddenly dims, changes color, and gradually loses its brilliance.

His originally peaceful and plump face seemed to be rapidly drying up and getting older as it lost its brilliance.

A feeling of waning years gradually emerged in him.

"Go. Go farther away, give up all your belongings, go to a place where no one can find it, start over, start over..."

Mo Na's voice became weaker and weaker, and in just a few breaths, his appearance changed from that of a middle-aged man to that of a centenarian.

Before he finished the last sentence, he slowly closed his eyes and was breathless.

Mo Qing had already burst into tears. She was lying on her father's hands, filled with grief.

Half an hour later.

Outside Haining Palace, at the port, a medium-sized merchant ship silently blended in among the passing fleets, heading towards the unfamiliar sea far away.

At night, when the maid went to serve the Dragon King of the Deep Sea, she found that the man had lost his breath.

Mo Qing's only daughter, Mo Qing, has also disappeared long ago. She left Haining Palace with a few belongings and supplies, and her whereabouts are unknown.

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July 9, 20th year of the great month.

The leader of the Haining League, the Deep Sea Dragon King, has fallen, and his only daughter, Mo Qing, has mysteriously disappeared.

The five great masters in the alliance each have their own lineage, re-establish the alliance, and carve up the resources and industries left by Deep Sea Dragon Gate.

However, a large number of small and medium-sized sects attracted by the strength and charisma of the Deep Sea Dragon King Mo Na have announced their withdrawal from the alliance.

As a result, the strength of the Haining League plummeted.

The remaining forces were divided into five branches, controlled by the East Sect Zhang Han, the West Sect Mo Gutian, the South Sect Xiangrao, the North Sect Zhou Wudian, and the Central Sect Hu Qiaoling.

At this point, the huge grandmaster organization that has been entrenched in Yuanxi for hundreds of years has completely disappeared, and Yuanxi's Zhenjin lineage has returned to the state of scattered sects.

At the same time, it also announced that Yuanxi's largest resistance force had completely collapsed.

Same month.

The Xuanmiao Sect self-examined the traitors, and the real forces in the Neishan Mountains were led by Wei He.

By using means such as a false raid on the important sub-base of Seracla, going alone to the sea area where the attack was convenient, and using special poisons and step-by-step interrogation of the fully enclosed star array, the twelve traitors in the mountain gate were successfully captured.

The person with the highest position among them is actually Hu Xiao, a direct disciple of Baihezi.

After the twelve traitors were eliminated, Wei He announced a complete blockade to isolate everyone from the star formation, and then ordered the Xuanmiao Sect to be broken into pieces and return to the border of Dayue land.

The heavy rain fell from the sky like a waterfall, washing everything on the ground heavily.

The extreme west of the Great Moon.

In a gray-brown mountain range.

Above the dense forest, silhouettes of people passed through the air, occasionally passing by the tops of the treetops.

All the figures were filled with gray energy. If someone like Da Yueyuehuang saw them, they would be able to recognize them instantly. These people are all powerful masters of true martial arts.

At the forefront of the figures, Wei He suddenly paused and looked forward.

In the distance ahead is an endless stretch of gray stone mountains.

That is a real stone mountain, a pure stone mountain.

"This is the extreme west of the Big Moon, the Fuling Mountains." He sighed slightly.

As early as the Great Moon, he probably memorized the entire map of the country.

So now he could easily lead people to find this desolate mountain range in the far west.

"The Fuling Mountains are a famous barren land, with no water, no plants, no living animals, no mineral deposits, nothing. Do we really want to settle here?"

Cai Menghuan on the side said helplessly and puzzled.

"This place is just right. If it is valuable, Dayue will not give up here." Wei He said lightly.

"No matter what, let's settle down first. There are Dayue Sentinels here, but the border sentries will not be so strict. It is common for some powerful real beasts to come and go in this kind of place. Even if there are traces of real power, no one will pay attention to it."

He explained.

The rest of the people behind him stopped and lifted up the cloaks and hats that covered their faces.

These people are clearly the most powerful ones in Xuanmiao Sect.

The three chiefs, the two patriarchs, the chief among the disciples, and the first three seats, etc.

"How to deal with drinking water and food?" Changsongzi asked in a deep voice.

"I found out there is groundwater here, we can extract it for our own use," Wei He replied.

"Where's the food?"

"Hunting or meat fields are all fine." Wei He replied, "As for the long term, I have other sources of supply."

There are thousands of people from all levels of Xuanmiao Sect, including relatives. With so many people, no matter what the consumption is, it will be a big expense.

"There are many groups of alien beasts nearby, but they are not enough to support the number of people like us." A real person said solemnly.

The consumption of thousands of people is not too much, not too much.

"How long will the meat fields and grains we carry be enough to last?" Wei He asked in a deep voice.

"About two months," the real man replied.

Wei He made some calculations in his mind.

He had previously attacked Seracla's ships and captured trophies.

There are a lot of supplies among them, but they are temporarily stored in other places.

Wei He calculated that if he added the supplies there, it should be able to last for a month or two.

It's just that many real masters need not only basic supplies, but also various materials used for cultivation.

"No matter what, let's find a location first." Wei He said solemnly.

This point was chosen by the masters sent by the sect a long time ago.

Some people have already arrived here first and began to reclaim stone materials and build houses and stone fortresses in the mountains.

Within a short period of time after Wei He took office, he sent people to determine this retreat route.
To be continued...