"Arrogant brat, you actually dare to injure my Qing-Yun Sect's core disciple. Do you think my Qing-Yun Sect has no one else?”
In the next breath, a monstrous aura erupted from the auction house. An old man holding a horsetail whisk stepped into the air. Behind him, the green sky and white clouds turned into a vast green forest.
"The Nascent Soul phenomenon is just an old thief from the Qing-Yun Sect. Your Qing-Yun Sect dared to sell the demon core, so do you not dare to admit it? Other people are afraid of your Blue Cloud Sect, but my Beast Spirit Sect has also established a sect for ten thousand years.”
"What's there to be afraid of?"
A figure stepped out from the main peak of the Qing-Yun Sect.
The Eight Trigrams Formation beneath his feet spread out and covered a radius of a hundred miles.
"Do you know that the person you severely injured just now was my disciple?”
With his second step, 108,000 sword lights rose from the various formations at the Qing-Yun Sect's mountain gate, stirring up the mountains and plains. Hundreds of millions of array runes blotted out the sky and covered the earth, condensing into an array that enveloped the entire mountain of the sect.
"Yan Huaitian!"
A few hundred miles away from the mountain gate, a burly man stood on top of a mountain peak. He watched Yan Huaitian walk over step by step with an imposing manner, his eyes filled with fear.
"Why? Are you not convinced?"
"In the past 10,000 years, our Blue Cloud Sect has been attacked 12 times, and our array has been broken through three times. Our ancestors, Golden Cores, Nascent Souls, and even Soul Formation cultivators have died in battle.”
"So what if your Beast Spirit Sect is a ten thousand year old sect?”
"No matter what reason you have, you must give an explanation for injuring a legacy disciple of my Qing-Yun Sect.”
"If you don't give it to me, then my Qing-Yun Sect will attack you!”
The burly man's expression was extremely ugly as he pointed to the side.
"Don't twist black and white. Yan Huaitian, let me ask you, is it true that your Blue Cloud Sect is selling the Qilin Pill from the Southern Border at today's auction?”
"So what if I am?" At this moment, Yan Huaitian was already standing in the sky above the market, standing side by side with True Monarch Nian Song.
"Alright then."
"Take a look. These five are all disciples of my Beast Spirit Sect.”
"Just now, we were surrounded by the demon beasts outside your mountain gate. Now, three of us have died in the tiger's mouth. As for the other two, one of them lost his arm and the other lost his left leg.”
"Otherwise, I will announce this matter to the Hundred Thousand Mountains today and tell all the major sects and families of the Hundred Thousand Mountains that your Qing-Yun Sect has colluded with the demons of the southern border and intends to divide the Hundred Thousand Mountains with them.”
Yan Huaitian looked at him quietly." Some disciples of my Qing-Yun Sect have already discovered that something is wrong with these pills. I have already ordered them to be retrieved. Currently, there are only a few dozen disciples who have bid for the Qilin Pills on the run. They have already left the market. Currently, there is only half an hour before the Qilin Pills are auctioned off.”
"There are many treasures appearing in the market today, and many of them are of good quality and cheap. Why didn't they stay for a while and leave in such a hurry after bidding for the pills?”
"Are you really a fool, Li He? Can't you see that something is wrong?”
The Beast Spirit Sect's Nascent Soul Li He frowned slightly and began to think.
"Senior Brother Shen, are you alright?"
On the other side, Chen Mo jumped down from Taibai Restaurant and landed on the street. He immediately went forward to help Shen Zeyan up, took out a healing pill, wrapped it with spiritual power, and put it into his mouth.
"Cough cough."
Shen Zeyan forced his eyes open. His lips trembled as he tried to open his mouth.
Chen Mo placed his hand on his chest, sensing the rapidly disappearing vitality.
His expression changed." Not good…Senior Brother Shen, how did you get injured so badly?”
"Is the Alchemy Elder not here yet?" Chen Mo raised his head and roared at the sky.
At this moment, Chen Mo's hand that was placed on Shen Zeyan's chest was caught by Shen Zeyan.
"Junior Brother Chen…quickly…quickly go.”
"Hmm?"
Chen Mo was stunned. What was going on?
Then, a majestic spiritual energy fluctuation came from the mouth of the fellow's moon that his palm was pressed against.
Veins suddenly popped out on Shen Zeyan's face, and demonic energy seeped out.
"Swoosh!"
Chen Mo jumped back and landed a few steps away. With a flip of his hand, an ancient immortal artifact, the Demon Revealing Mirror, appeared in his palm and was aimed at his heart.
What did Chen Mo see next?
A colorful lizard that was only the size of a baby's palm was lying on Shen Zeyan's heart. It was breathing with its cheeks against his heart and staring at him with a strange expression.
Chen Mo's face turned pale.
"Beast Spirit Sect! Demonic beast possession!"
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