Then shouts of killing erupted suddenly.
The previously empty and dark water surface suddenly appeared crowded with the silhouettes of numerous boats.
On every boat, there were about a dozen Court Officials with exquisite Spiritual Artifacts, their expressions fierce and murderous.
At Xia Canonical Official’s command, the Court Officials simultaneously drew their longswords, leaped onto the water robbers’ boats, and started slashing, mingling their spiritual power with blood, which splattered everywhere.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen water robbers were killed.
Some had their heads chopped off, some had their arms severed, and others had their hearts pierced, blood gushing like a fountain, dyeing a section of the river red.
The water robbers were terrified.
"Enemy attack!"
"Damn it!"
"Where did these bastards come from?!"
"Issued Spirit Swords, damn Court Dogs!"
The water robbers shouted and cursed.
The Taoist Court and the smell of blood aroused their ferocity as desperate criminals, naturally not lacking in the recklessness to fight back.
The water robbers also drew their swords and knives and took out blood-colored Evil Artifacts, engaging in combat with the Taoist Court.
But they were outnumbered, caught on the water’s surface, and ambushed unexpectedly, naturally not a match for the well-prepared Court Cultivators.
Moreover, Gu Changhuai and Xia Canonical Official, both Golden Core cultivators, were leading the attack.
The water robbers were being defeated step by step.
One after another, they were slain.
Finally, some water robbers became terrified, turned to flee toward the Water Island, but were blocked by other water robbers behind them. As they advanced and retreated, they became a tangled mess and were reaped one by one by the Court Officials.
At the Kan Gate of the Water Island, there was a large gate.
The gate was constructed of wood and stone, with formations flowing on it.
Behind the gate was the hideout of the water robbers.
The Taoist Court advanced toward the island, taking a few lives with every step.
At that time, a water robber shouted, "Quick! Close the gate! These bastards are going to storm in!"
The gate was halfway closed when the water robbers outside blocked it.
The water robbers being slaughtered by the Taoist Court outside the gate shouted angrily, "Damn it! Don’t close the gate! I’m not inside yet!"
As they pushed and shoved, Gu Changhuai reached the gate.
He took out a feather fan, channeled his spiritual power, waved it once, and sent out several extremely sharp Wind Blades, instantly shredding a few water robbers.
Then Gu Changhuai leaped forward, like a gale, rushing directly into the gate of the stronghold.
The water robbers inside the gate surrounded and attacked Gu Changhuai.
But they were just ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators. Although they were ruthless killers, in direct combat, they were no match for the academically trained and deeply knowledgeable Gu Changhuai.
Xia Canonical Official also seized the opportunity to enter, with a sword glowing with cold light, ice shards flashing, and each strike was fatal.
In just a moment, a large number of water robbers were slain at the Eight Trigrams "Kan" Gate.
Gu Changhuai activated his spiritual power and, following Mo Hua’s instructions, forcibly broke several formations inside the Kan Gate.
The gate, without the support of formations, was merely ordinary earth and stone and collapsed in an instant.
With that, the main gate to the water robbers’ lair stood wide open.
Over four hundred Court Officials, eyes sharp, wielding swords and knives in hand, like a pack of hungry wolves, charged in to kill.
At that time, it was exactly 1 p.m.
Within the stronghold, the Eight Gates began to revolve.
The Taoist Court started the assault, the water robbers began to struggle, then fled according to the Eight Gates...
Everything was as Mo Hua had planned.
But Mo Hua did not enter.
The mixed battle among cultivators was still somewhat dangerous.
He sat alone in a concealed small boat, poured himself a glass of sweet lychee wine, squinted his eyes, and drank it leisurely.
Inside the stronghold, the battle grew fiercer, and the smell of blood became more intense...