"Wan Yunting, the person by your side is the current leader of the Demonic Cult, isn't he?"
Shi Yizhen narrowed his old eyes, looking at Ye Qianqian who was following Wan Yunting, and couldn't help but sigh, "It seems you are truly in league with the Demonic Cult."
Wan Yunting, accompanied by Zhou Ruoxi, Chen Qiuyun, Zhang Xian'er, and Ye Qianqian, slowly descended from the rooftop onto the grand hall's steps. He scanned the assembled members of various sects below and sneered at Shi Yizhen, the sect leader of Mount Hua: "Sect Leader Shi, how I, Wan Yunting, associate myself with is not for you to point fingers at."
This statement caused Shi Yizhen's old eyes to turn cold. Gu Bao and Feng Guanyu, standing beside him, also wore grim expressions. They had attempted to intercept Wan Yunting below Mount Wuliang previously, only to be defeated by a junior. This was an immense humiliation for them, two elder masters.
"Heh, do you two old masters disagree?"
Looking at the two old men, Gu Bao and Feng Guanyu, Wan Yunting was unceremonious. He sneered contemptuously, "How about we have another match right now?"
The two elders, Gu Bao and Feng Guanyu, were furious and prepared to attack, but Shi Yizhen stopped them. They were no match for Wan Yunting before, let alone now.
"Master Wan, you must know where the Demonic Pool is!"
Zhong Yulong stepped forward, his old eyes fixed on Wan Yunting. With a seemingly amicable demeanor, he said, "Why don't you tell us, and we can all obtain the power from the Demonic Pool together?"
Abbot Renxin, standing beside him, clasped his hands in prayer and remained silent.
Liu Bing, Shi Yizhen, Elder Zhang Qing, Hu Fei, and others all stared at Wan Yunting. Zhong Yulong, though appearing amiable, was actually quite aggressive.
"Sect Leader Zhong, to tell you the truth."
Wan Yunting, well aware of the old fox Zhong Yulong's intentions, said without reservation, "We have just arrived and do not know the exact location of the Demonic Pool."
"Besides, even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you!"
"Wan Yunting, you are too arrogant."
Liu Bing could no longer contain himself. He stepped forward, pointing at Wan Yunting, and said angrily, "This is not the capital. Even if we kill you directly, no one will know about it outside."
"Therefore, I advise you to honestly reveal the location of the Demonic Pool, or don't blame us for being impolite!"
"Heh heh..."
Seeing Liu Bing's furious expression, Wan Yunting understood why he was so upset. He chuckled, "Sect Leader Liu, how is your son now? Has he become mentally deficient?"
"Shut up!"
Liu Bing's face contorted with rage. His eyes spitting fire, he glared at Wan Yunting and gritted his teeth, "I will personally settle the score regarding my son."
Wan Yunting sneered, "It seems you don't want your son to recover."
"Wan Yunting, I advise you to be obedient now."
Elder Chen Jing of Mount Hua stepped forward. His face was gloomy, and he coldly snorted, "If you want to live, tell us the location of the Demonic Pool. Don't think we will continue to indulge you!"
"That's right, quickly reveal the location of the Demonic Pool..."
The young disciples from the various sects present all shouted angrily.
Zhou Ruoxi, Zhang Xian'er, Chen Qiuyun, and Ye Qianqian's pretty faces sank slightly, their hearts filled with vigilance, and they were ready to act at any moment.
"I said I don't know the location of the Demonic Pool, and even if I did, I wouldn't tell you..."
Wan Yunting's face darkened. His sharp eyes swept across Zhong Yulong, Shi Yizhen, and the others. Then, he directly drew his Gentleman Sword and shouted domineeringly, "You want to settle scores with me?"
"Fine, come at me, all of you! I, Wan Yunting, will face you!"
Seeing Wan Yunting unleash a fierce sword aura and his overbearing demeanor, Liu Bing, Shi Yizhen, Hu Fei, and others' expressions turned grim. They exchanged glances.
Then, they all turned to look at Zhong Yulong and Abbot Renxin, who stood in the center. Liu Bing said, "Sect Leader Zhong, Abbot Renxin, this brat definitely knows the location of the Demonic Pool. Why don't we capture him first and see if he talks!"
"Yes, capture him..."
The members of the various sects shouted in unison, especially the young disciples who harbored envy and jealousy towards Wan Yunting.
Zhong Yulong's old face shifted. He glanced at Abbot Renxin beside him without speaking, then turned back to look directly at Wan Yunting standing on the steps at the grand hall entrance. He said sternly, "Wan Yunting, then don't blame us. Attack!"
At Zhong Yulong's command, Liu Bing, Shi Yizhen, Chen Jing, Hu Fei, Elder Zhang Qing, and the members of the other sects drew their weapons and immediately surrounded Wan Yunting and Zhou Ruoxi.
Zhong Yulong even drew his sect leader's sword, and together with Liu Bing, Shi Yizhen, Gu Bao, Feng Guanyu, and others, he charged towards Wan Yunting.
"Be careful, find a chance to leave!"
Seeing this, Wan Yunting instructed Zhou Ruoxi, Chen Qiuyun, and the others before leaping down without hesitation, Gentleman Sword in hand, to face Zhong Yulong, Liu Bing, and the others.
Clang, clang...
For a time, Wan Yunting, with his own strength, engaged in battle with the sect leaders Zhong Yulong, Liu Bing, Shi Yizhen, and Hu Fei. His fierce swordsmanship, employing various powerful moves, allowed him to fight evenly with these four sect leaders.
Meanwhile, Feng Guanyu and Gu Bao, along with other experts from the various sects, were also attacking Zhou Ruoxi, Zhang Xian'er, Ye Qianqian, and Chen Qiuyun.
Especially the young disciples, they looked at Chen Qiuyun, dressed in plain robes. Possessing an innate seductive charm, and having practiced her enchanting arts, her beauty was astonishing. With every glance and smile, she could mesmerize countless men.
"Tsk tsk, too beautiful..."
A few disciples from the Qingcheng Sect and Mount Hua Sect, while attacking Chen Qiuyun, were momentarily captivated by her alluring beauty.
Chen Qiuyun had not practiced much in terms of martial arts, but her enchanting arts had reached an astonishing level. She cast a bewitching glance at Chen Jing, the grand elder of Mount Hua. Chen Jing trembled instantly and, holding his long sword, attacked two young disciples under him.
"Ah, Elder Chen, you..."
The two young disciples were pierced through the chest by his sword, dying without understanding why Grand Elder Chen Jing attacked them.
"What's going on?"
Shi Yizhen, who was battling Wan Yunting, heard the commotion and looked over at Chen Jing, who was killing disciples from his own sect, the Qingcheng Sect, and the Kongtong Sect. This shocked them, and they did not understand Chen Jing's actions.
"Sect Leader Shi, take this sword!"
Wan Yunting, seeing Shi Yizhen distracted, immediately seized the opportunity and swung his sword. Shi Yizhen hastily raised his sword to block, but still couldn't withstand Wan Yunting's strike. He was swept away, crashing heavily in the distance, his vital energy surging, and he spat out a bloody mist.
"Enchanting arts!"
Xian Yun observed Chen Qiuyun's anomaly, realizing she had used her astonishing enchanting arts to briefly control Chen Jing's mind and use him.
Seeing this, Feng Guanyu rushed forward and slapped Chen Jing's forehead, instantly waking him up. Chen Jing, however, looked dazed and confused, still unaware of what had happened. He then saw his own long sword piercing one of his disciples, which greatly shocked him.
"Wicked woman, I will kill you..."
Feng Guanyu turned his gaze to Chen Qiuyun, standing at the entrance of the grand hall, and immediately charged at her with his sword.
Clang!
Zhou Ruoxi flew over, deflecting Feng Guanyu's sword aimed at Chen Qiuyun with her Lady Sword. She protected Chen Qiuyun and asked, "Sister Qiuyun, are you alright?"
"I'm fine..."
Chen Qiuyun felt a lingering fear but calmly shook her head.
"You should go inside and hide first."
Zhou Ruoxi said, then held her sword and proactively attacked Feng Guanyu.
Chen Qiuyun retreated into the grand hall. Seeing the young disciples approaching, she once again unleashed her enchanting arts, controlling Zhang Wuji, the grandson of Elder Zhang Qing of the Kunlun Sect, to wield his sword and block others for her.
Bang!
Zhong Yulong and Wan Yunting exchanged a palm strike in mid-air. Zhong Yulong was sent flying backward.
"Wan Yunting, I'll send you on your way!"
Seeing this, Liu Bing immediately attacked, swinging his sword towards the flying Wan Yunting.
"Seeking death!"
Wan Yunting's eyes were fierce. In the air, he swung his sword and used the move "Flying Dragon in the Sky." The sword aura transformed into a green dragon, diving directly at Liu Bing.
"Sect Leader Liu, be careful...!"
Hu Fei exclaimed in alarm, attempting to intervene, but it was too late. The green dragon sword energy pierced Liu Bing's left shoulder, causing him to cry out and fly backward.
Wan Yunting also landed, staggering backward. He thrust the Gentleman Sword into the floor to steady himself, covering his chest with his left hand. He used his internal energy to disperse the hidden force from Zhong Yulong's palm strike, thus preventing injury.
"This kid's martial arts are too strong!"
Hu Fei helped Liu Bing up and looked at his injured left shoulder. If the green dragon sword energy had been a few centimeters lower, it would have pierced Liu Bing's heart. He glared at Wan Yunting, who stood on the steps at the entrance of the grand hall, and couldn't help but marvel at how powerful the young man's martial arts were.