Wan Lei was so angry he almost laughed. This bastard really didn't know what was good for him.
"You want to die yourself, fine, but why drag so many disciples down with you?
Those below, listen up. You can leave now. I and the allied army will not stop you. Don't make me repeat myself. Anyone still here after half an hour will be considered a remnant of the Kaitian Sword Sect and will be executed without mercy."
Upon hearing this, some people immediately turned and flew away without looking back. The allied forces made no move against them until they were well out of the Kaitian Sword Sect's territory.
Only then did the remaining people of the Kaitian Sword Sect relax and scatter like startled birds. In an instant, almost everyone in the Kaitian Sword Sect began to flee outwards.
However, some did not leave. Some had cultivated in the Kaitian Sword Sect for generations, their families dating back to their great-grandparents. Some families had even been passed down for thousands of years. The Kaitian Sword Sect was their home. While the younger generation left, some stubborn old-timers refused to abandon their ancestral property.
There were also those who were fiercely loyal to the Kaitian Sword Sect, or who owed the sect a life-saving debt. They decided to die with the sect.
Those families were a minority. The Kaitian Sword Sect was a sect, not a family. successive sect leaders deliberately suppressed those families to prevent them from becoming too powerful and to maintain fairness.
Most people fled; only a small portion remained.
Wan Lei had already ordered his Tribulation Passing experts to control the remaining three or four Great Ascension elders of the Kaitian Sword Sect. As for the others who fled, they could flee. Even if they regrouped, they would only be a mid-tier force capable of little disruption.
Wan Lei had crippled the cultivation of the Great Ascension elder from earlier with a single palm strike and casually handed him over to a disciple of the Thunder Emperor Hall, ordering him to be taken back for day and night torment.
Just as Wan Lei was contemplating how to eliminate the remaining forces, a contingent of over a thousand Kaitian Sword Sect disciples flew towards him.
The strongest among them was only at the Nascent Soul stage, and they carried no weapons. When the allied forces moved to intercept them, Wan Lei waved his hand and allowed them to approach.
He could tell they bore no hostility.
"We pay our respects to the Alliance Leader."
The disciples bowed with clasped palms.
"What business do you have? Why didn't you leave?"
The person at the forefront, at the Nascent Soul stage, whether an elder or a disciple, stepped forward and said with clasped palms,
"Alliance Leader, we are all disciples of the Kaitian Sword Sect who refused to collude with the demon race. Because we opposed the Kaitian Sword Sect's alliance with the Liu family demon race, we were imprisoned by the sect elders."
"I recall that many Kaitian Sword Sect disciples who were unwilling to ally with the demon race sought refuge with the Thunder Emperor Hall. Why didn't you go?"
"Reporting to the Alliance Leader, we were the first batch. Because we publicly opposed the alliance with the demon race, we were captured before we could escape.
Those who went to the Thunder Emperor Hall saw us being captured and knew that public protest and remonstrance were useless. They then all went into hiding, taking the opportunity of carrying out missions to secretly leave the sect and head to the Thunder Emperor Hall.
We also wished to join the Thunder Emperor Hall in resisting the demon race at the time, but we were continuously imprisoned and had no opportunity.
Now that the Alliance Leader's army has arrived, we have taken advantage of the chaos to escape."
Wan Lei nodded upon hearing this.
"Alright, it must have been difficult for you. There are many righteous disciples within the Kaitian Sword Sect.
How about this: you can either become rogue cultivators and leave, going wherever you wish in the world, or you can join my Thunder Emperor Hall. After the war is over, go to the Thunder Emperor Hall for registration."
"No, Alliance Leader, let us go with you to fight the demon race. With foreign invaders, resisting the demon race has always been our ideal. It's a pity we were always imprisoned, having skills but no place to use them..."
"Alright, alright, return to your ranks. When our war here concludes, you will accompany us to the Liu family."
The leading disciple of the Kaitian Sword Sect saw the allied forces scattered throughout the corners of the Kaitian Sword Sect, constantly plundering resources. He felt a pang of guilt.
This was their sect, their home. Now, their home was gone.
But they could do nothing to stop it. This was the fate of the defeated. The victors were entitled to their spoils.
If they considered it from the other side, if the Kaitian Sword Sect had defeated the Thunder Emperor Hall, they would have been even more ruthless than the current allied forces.
They had no grounds to resent the allied forces. They only resented the ancestors and elders who made the wrong decisions and destroyed their home.
"We obey."
These individuals bowed with clasped palms and retreated. An elder from the Thunder Emperor Hall arranged for them to board a warship.
The allied forces were not conducting their plundering too quickly, as they had to simultaneously clear out residual resistance forces and search for supplies.
Most of the Kaitian Sword Sect's people had already fled. As for the remaining stubborn old-timers, even under severe torture, they refused to reveal the locations of many treasures.
It wasn't until the early morning of the next day that the plundering of the Kaitian Sword Sect was largely completed.
Wan Lei left ten thousand men, led by a Great Ascension elder, to continue the plundering. He also sent ten thousand men to the Huo family to search for the supplies left behind after he destroyed them.
Once everything was done, the army reassembled.
Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu stood in mid-air, with millions of troops before them.
"In this campaign to eliminate the Huo family and the Kaitian Sword Sect, our Thunder Emperor Alliance suffered almost no casualties. The opponents were extremely weak, and you didn't get to fight to your heart's content.
However, we cannot let down our guard, because what we face next is our final and strongest enemy.
This enemy is not a force like the Kaitian Sword Sect or the Huo family, which lack even Tribulation Passing experts, but rather an alliance of the demon race and the Liu family.
We have a total of twelve Tribulation Passing experts, while the enemy has eight Demon Marshals and Liu Naiweng, who is at the peak of Tribulation Passing. In terms of high-end combat power, our advantage is not significant.
But the advantage is that the enemy's mid and low-tier combat power has been greatly depleted. The demon race is almost annihilated, and the Liu family is also a defeated force. Overall, we hold the advantage.
This battle is the final battle. After this battle, our Lei Feng Realm will enjoy ten thousand years of peace!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
Destroying those two families felt like cutting through empty air to them, completely lacking the exhilaration of revenge. Now, the time for the final decisive battle had finally arrived.
Wan Lei once again collected the army using the Fate Controlling Diagram and, along with Fang Xiaoyu, flew towards the direction of the Liu family.
"The decisive battle is imminent. This time, we must annihilate the Liu family and the demon race, without any mercy. We cannot give them any room to breathe."
Wan Lei's words were actually a reminder to Fang Xiaoyu not to be too compassionate. This time, the enemy was a true and irreconcilable mortal enemy.
"I know, don't worry. Not a single demon race member should be left alive, well, except for Qian Niao."
"Yes, it's a shame we can't contact our hidden agents within the Liu family right now. We are completely unaware of the situation inside.
The demon race has sealed off the Liu family space, and I have a persistent feeling of unease."
Even with victory seemingly within reach, Wan Lei's brow remained furrowed.