At this moment, Zhang Yan also shouted loudly and took a step forward, the aura around him surging like a tide, shattering that Xuan Guang attack, while his momentum remained unchanged, his palm still striking down towards Chu Shaohongâs head.
At his loud shout earlier, the eardrums of Gongsun Mian and the other four in the hall buzzed with a loud noise, feeling themselves sway left and right, as if immersed in the tides of a great river.
Such power made their hearts tremble with fear. At this moment they realized that if Zhang Yanâs strike landed, Chu Shaohong would surely die. Cheng Hao and He Renxuan both exclaimed, "Fellow Daoist, please donât!"
Seeing the situation was dire, Chu Shaohong desperately tried to activate Xuan Guang to escape, but now with Zhang Yan approaching, he felt as if he was trapped in a quagmire, unable to move, and could only watch helplessly as the huge palm struck down directly.
With a "boom," grey smoke filled the air, and the grand hall seemed to shake a few times.
When the smoke and dust gradually settled, the four finally realized that a large pit had suddenly caved in front of Zhang Yan, and Chu Shaohong had completely disappeared.
The four were all cultivators with excellent eyesight and could vaguely see a pulp indistinguishable in shape within the pit.
Their faces all turned pale, a Xuan Guang Third Realm Cultivator was slapped to death by Zhang Yan in an instant. If it were them up there, they would probably face the same fate, right?
Zhang Yan, as if nothing happened, returned to the table, tore off the Daoist robe torn due to exertion, tossed it aside, picked up another wine cup, and laughed, "Everyone, donât let this fellow interrupt our drinking, come, Li shall toast everyone once more."
Cheng Hao and He Renxuan, seeing him kill Chu Shaohong yet behaving as if nothing had happened, felt a chill in their hearts, their faces somewhat stiff.
But Ke Xiu Jun just smiled and said, "Brother Daoist Li is right, letâs not let people like Chu Shaohong ruin our good mood. Come, I toast Brother Daoist a cup."
Zhang Yan glanced at her a few times, seeing her beautiful face blushing, and she did not evade his gaze, boldly looked into his eyes, displaying much more courage than Cheng and He. He nodded slightly, raised his wine cup, and drank it all.
Even though Ke Xiu Jun was a female cultivator, she was quite hearty, also finishing her cup.
Gongsun Mian cursed Chu Shaohong inside for causing trouble for nothing, but since he was dead, there was no need to bother. He had witnessed Zhang Yanâs abilities earlier, so he forced himself to cheer up, resumed chatting, and drinking with Zhang Yan, while thinking how to explain todayâs events to him after the banquet.
Cheng Hao and He Renxuan appeared absent-minded, not knowing when the banquet ended, and dazedly exited the grand hall.
When they came, they were five in total, but now Chu Shaohong was dead, and Gongsun Mian seemed to have stayed to speak with Zhang Yan, so with Ke Xiu Jun, only three people returned.
Once away from Baofeng Temple, Cheng Hao and He Renxuan exchanged glances and let out a long sigh.
In front of Zhang Yan, they felt immense pressure. Initially still laughing and chatting, but suddenly he turned violent and executed with savage recklessness, which was too heart-stirring. Cheng Hao said with a cold laugh, "That Brother Daoist Li acts without any reservations, itâs better for us to stay away from him at this Treasure Meeting."
Ke Xiu Jun glanced at him and said, "Senior Brother Cheng, why say that? Brother Daoist Li has profound cultivation and acts openly, he is far better than arrogant people like Chu Shaohong. Going to Cunqing Mountain for the âOne Qi Ganoderma,â if he joins us, wouldnât we have better chances?"
However, He Renxuan shook his head and said, "I think Senior Brother Cheng makes sense. Itâs said that cultivators who cultivate Power Dao need the remains of ancient great demons, who knows what this personâs background is, we must be cautious."
Ke Xiu Jun sneered and mocked, "I know the intentions of the two senior brothers. Itâs nothing but fear of being implicated by the death of Chu Shaohong. Why find so many excuses?"
Cheng Hao, having his thoughts exposed, felt somewhat ashamed and angry, "So what if thatâs the case? Brother Chu was a true disciple of the Anqiu Sect, highly valued by the elders. Since he was killed by this Li, how can Anqiu Sect let it go? If we donât stay out of it, we might be seen as accomplices in Chu Brotherâs murder, so we must avoid suspicion."
He Renxuan nodded, "Exactly, if weâre seen aligning with that Li Daoist, wouldnât that make us appear complicit in Chu Brotherâs murder, bringing trouble upon ourselves?"
Ke Xiu Jun scoffed, "Chu Shaohong himself issued a challenge and got killed, serves him right! Li Daoist isnât afraid, so why should you be?"
She looked at them with disdain, "Ultimately, itâs cowardice. If you dare not, I dare. If you fear implication, then we part ways here. Farewell!"
With that, she turned and leaped off the flying boat, transforming into a streak of light and disappeared.
Cheng Hao snorted, cursing angrily, "Pah! That little bitch, speaking cool words while relying on parental support, doesnât know our hardship. Itâs said that Chu Brother didnât come alone; there are two senior brothers with higher cultivation from the sect. No matter how fierce Li Yuanba is, how can he match them?"
He Renxuan also shook his head, sighing, "Everyone has their own ambitions. If she aligns with Li Yuanba, sheâll suffer in the future and eventually regret it. Letâs go meet the two fellow disciples of Chu Brother now and inform them of this matter to avoid future troubles."
Cheng Hao nodded repeatedly, agreeing, "Makes sense, maybe we can seize the opportunity to connect with these two senior brothers, ensuring more protection inside the Treasure Meeting."
If they exaggerated Zhang Yanâs strength in front of Chu Shaohongâs fellow sect members, those two would likely not drive them away, but rather value them. The two exchanged a glance, each laughed slyly, understanding each otherâs mind without saying.
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