"Brother Yan, the Celestial Master is dead..."
Seeing Yan Shouyi still cursing at Daqing Mountain, Zhao Chengxiang reminded him with pity.
But Yan Shouyi turned a deaf ear to Zhao Chengxiang's words.
The Celestial Master was dead, the sect leaders were captured, and the power of the Xuanmen was greatly weakened.
The morale of the crowd was low, their spirits were scattered, and they didn't know the meaning of their staying at Daqing Mountain. It would be better to go back sooner, take their wives, children, and elders to flee far away, and stay as far away from Daqing Mountain, this land of troubles, as possible.
No matter how they analyzed it, they seemed to have no chance of winning this battle.
Someone saw Yan Shouyi cursing Jiang Wuya and thought Yan Shouyi had begun to give up on himself, so they couldn't help but say:
"President Yan, as the only backbone left in the Xuanmen, you should recognize the facts and make the worst-case scenario early."
"We have done our best. We should hurry up and make plans. When Jiang Wuya recovers his strength, he will definitely come to trouble us."
"Alas, our Xuanmen has been passed down for thousands of years, but now it seems... the Xuanmen is going to change."
Listening to the low persuasion of everyone, the tomboy Zhao Yiyao was furious.
She shouted: "This is just the beginning! You've given up so quickly. You don't even have as much courage as I do, a girl! If your sect leaders knew you were all such cowards, they would come back to life in anger even after death!"
"How can you talk like that? We are considering rationally and planning for the long term!"
Luo Ning gritted her teeth, pushed Yan Shouyi from behind, and asked, "Hurry up and state your position. Everyone doesn't know what to do."
The hearts of the people were about to scatter. If Yan Shouyi didn't stand up now, the spirit in the hearts of the Xuanmen people would never gather again.
Yan Shouyi slowly turned around.
Under everyone's gaze, he said in a low voice:
"The Celestial Master is not dead, nor are the sect leaders."
Changshan hesitated: "But my master said that the Celestial Master's heart was dug out..."
"It's just digging out the heart," Yan Shouyi asked Changshan, "If your heart were dug out, would you die immediately?"
Changshan shook his head. In fact, not only him, but anyone with a slightly stronger cultivation present had their own means of survival and would not be easily killed.
"If you are like this, let alone the Celestial Master?" Yan Shouyi said loudly, "If Jiang Wuya wants to kill people, he would not hold back. Now he wants to keep everyone alive, absorb and digest them slowly, and recover from his injuries!"
Everyone fell silent.
"In other words, the Celestial Master and the sect leaders are not dead, and there is hope for their rescue!" Yan Shouyi shouted. "They are still struggling, and you want to give up? I think Yiyao is right, you are all spineless cowards!"
Those who had been complaining were all elite disciples from the famous sects. On the other hand, none of the people from the Civil Teaching retreated.
This was not because the members of the Civil Teaching were stronger than the disciples of the famous sects, but because the casualties this time were all the powerhouses of the famous sects. When the disciples learned of their master's defeat, their hearts became even more fragile for a moment.
But that didn't mean they were all useless!
The elite disciples of the famous sects gritted their teeth and stepped forward, saying, "We are not afraid of death, but everyone has seen that even the sect leaders are no match for Jiang Wuya. If we enter Daqing Mountain, won't we be courting death?"
"So we need a plan."
Yan Shouyi's face was grim, and he looked at Daqing Mountain, saying in a low voice, "Get ready. I will find a way to contain Jiang Wuya. You must bring out the Celestial Master and the others no matter what."
Everyone looked at Yan Shouyi, their expressions astonished: Yan Shouyi wanted to contain Jiang Wuya alone?
"Won't this be too much to ask?" Luo Ning said worriedly.
"Is there a second candidate?" Yan Shouyi said with a wry smile, and turned to call, "Old Wang, Yiren, Brother Yuan, Han San, Senior Hou... come into my tent!"
Those chosen by Yan Shouyi were the elites among elites, people who commanded great respect in the Xuanmen.
Others might give up, but they would never give up!
Old Jin and other ancient physicians were responsible for taking care of the seriously injured Abbot Benheng, while Yan Shouyi led everyone into the tent.
Inside the tent, Yan Shouyi stood with his hands behind his back, facing elites among elites, all of whom were now led by Yan Shouyi.
Wang Jiwang frowned and said, "Old Yan, do you have a plan?"
"We have always had a plan. Before Old Yu entered the mountain, we had already envisioned countless situations."
Yan Shouyi said in a deep voice, "The capture of Old Yu and the others is a very bad situation, but it is not entirely without hope of breaking through."
"How to break through?" Liu Yiren asked.
"I will make a move, but the focus is not on me, but on you," Yan Shouyi's gaze was piercing as he looked at the people present.
"Us? How can it be us? Only you can defeat Jiang Wuya now," Han San said doubtfully.
"Jiang Wuya's preparations have exceeded the expectations of Old Yu and me. According to the current situation, our possibility of defeating him is not high, so we need time!" Yan Shouyi said in a deep voice, "My plan is to seal Jiang Wuya, creating time for you. Within a limited time, you must not only rescue the Celestial Master and the sect leaders but also strive to improve your own cultivation, preparing for the final decisive battle."
Everyone's hearts were chilled.
They were all geniuses of the younger generation with unlimited potential. Now that the Xuanmen was in trouble, if they improved their cultivation regardless of the consequences, they might not be able to surpass their respective sect leaders in a short period.
However, if they did so, they would have no future. They might not be able to advance their cultivation further in their lifetime, or they might exhaust their lifespan and die early.
In the past, with unlimited possibilities, they would never have done such a thing.
But now the situation was critical. If they couldn't defeat Jiang Wuya, there would be no future to speak of.
Everyone understood the importance of weighing the pros and cons.
Hou Jingchen said with a bitter smile, "We are not only gambling all the strength of the Xuanmen, but also the future of the Xuanmen."
"It doesn't matter. The common people will remember us, and history will remember us," Wang Jiwang said with a faint smile.
"Many people have fought with all their might just to be remembered in history. Now, such an opportunity is placed before us. How can we retreat?" Yuan Jianxin said.
Liu Yiren frowned, "However, what impact will the sealing have on you?"
Yan Shouyi said, "I once used the Buddhist 'Six Paths Ksitigarbha Demon Subduing Divine Seal' in the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor to seal Huo Ban, who was someone even Jiang Wuya feared! So I plan to use the same trick. Don't worry, the seal will seal both me and Jiang Wuya. When you are ready, the seal will be broken - and that will be the time for the final decisive battle."
Although Yan Shouyi had made a plan, when everyone fully understood the entire plan, they still felt overwhelmed by the pressure.
This battle was either success or death!