"Whoosh!"
Nian Zangfeng flicked his sleeve and the two of them landed on the square of the main peak, entering the main hall as light as a feather.
"Huaitian."
After landing, Nian Zangfeng stepped in front of Yan Huaitian." Something big has happened. There's something wrong with the Qilin Pill."”
"Is there a problem?" At this moment, Yan Huaitian was reading a book. Jiang Yan, who Chen Mo had expected to be here, was nowhere to be seen. However, this guy was still not here.
After Nian Zangfeng explained to Yan Huaitian, he grabbed the living Multicolored Tiger King and showed it to him.
After that, it was time for the performance.
Under the effects of the Time Retracement Divine Ability that could be practiced by the Soul Formation Stage, a black-robed figure used a needle-like spirit weapon to take part of the soul and heart blood from the howling Multicolored Tiger King. Behind him, thousands of needle-like spirit weapons were placed in a basket that contained the heart blood.
"They are targeting my Blue Cloud Sect.”Yan Huaitian's eyes were cold." These Southern Border bandits are so arrogant.”
"Men."
"Shua"
Four ghost-like figures rushed out from the corners of the hall one after another. They were wrapped in black robes. After they appeared, the air in the hall became a little cold.
This almost tangible killing intent seemed to prove their identity.
Qing-Yun Sect, people from the Law Enforcement Hall.
"One of you, ring the sect's golden bell nine times and summon all the sect elders, grand deacons, and peak masters for a meeting.”
"One of you, go to the market and bring back my wicked disciple, Yang Mohe. This order is extremely urgent, so he can't delay for even a moment.”
"One of you will go to the five inner sect peaks and inform the inner sect elders to gather all the inner sect disciples immediately.”
"One of you will go to the Strength Transferring Peak and inform Helian Yunfeng to immediately gather all the outer sect disciples.”
"Yes."
As soon as he finished speaking, the four figures broke through the air and disappeared without a trace.
Chen Mo's pupils contracted slightly as he looked at the sword rainbow beneath their feet.
They were all Golden Core cultivators.
Good heavens…
The Qing-Yun Sect's foundation was a little fierce.
"Clang…"
"Clang…"
"Clang…"
When the golden bell in front of the main peak of the Qing-Yun Sect was struck, the sound waves emitted by this sect guarding magical artifact directly enveloped a radius of millions of miles.
In an instant, the cultivators who were hunting demon beasts in the forest suddenly stopped what they were doing.
The cultivators who were cultivating in seclusion, refining pills, weapons, and talismans walked out of their cave abodes and looked in the direction of the main peak.
The disciples in the market below the mountain also looked up.
In the next moment, countless spirit weapons and precious lights shot into the sky from all over the Qing-Yun Sect.
Hundreds of thousands of disciples flew on their magic tools and landed on the Merit Transferring Peak and the five inner sect peaks.
There were also Golden Cores with astonishing auras riding on cranes and stepping on sword rainbows. They quickly flew out from the various peaks of the back mountain and headed toward the main peak's hall.
"Something big has happened."
"Nine chimes of the golden bell. The sect master has ordered all the elders, grand deacons, and peak masters to gather for a meeting. All of the jindan and above members of the Qing-Yun Sect have arrived. Could it be that there is a hostile sect that wants to start a war with the Qing-Yun Sect?”
In the market at the foot of the mountain, a ghostly figure suddenly stepped onto the auction stage.
"Eh, this is…"
"Someone from the Tribunal Council?"
"Why would a Golden Core of the Tribunal Council appear here?”
Black Robe glanced at Yang Mohe." Yang Mohe, follow me to the main hall of the sect's main peak immediately. Any delay will result in severe punishment."”
"Yes." Yang Mohe's expression changed. He knew that something big had happened. He immediately gave an order and the auction house changed the auctioneer. He followed Black Robe and soared into the sky, disappearing into the clouds in the blink of an eye.
"Swoosh!"
A moment later, when Yang Mohe arrived, the huge main peak hall was already filled with the sect's higher-ups.
In the first row were the nine elders of the Qing-Yun Sect.
In the second row were the five inner sect elders, the outer sect grand deacon Helian Yunfeng.
In the third row were the legacy disciples of the peak lords of the 108 peaks.
Yang Mohe felt nervous when he saw the situation.
This matter…
Could it be related to him?
"Traitor, kneel down."
In the next moment, Yan Huaitian, who was seated on the throne, roared at him. The majestic aura of a perfected Nascent Soul cultivator suddenly descended.
"Bam…"
Yang Mohe felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him. His legs went soft and he knelt down.
At this moment, he was still dumbfounded." Master, what happened? Did I make any mistakes?"
Summoning all the higher-ups of the sect to publicly execute him was a little too much…
"You vile disciple, you almost brought the sect into the quagmire of annihilation and you don't even know it.”Yan Huaitian saw Yang Mohe's innocent face and exploded in anger. He stood up abruptly, wanting to slap Yang Mohe to death.
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