The sect master of Yuan Shen Gate had not arrived, but these three individuals were not to be underestimated. The handsome young man was at least at the False Core stage, and there was no doubt that both the elderly man and the young man in plain clothes were Golden Core experts.
Qin Sang's gaze flickered uncertainly. He couldn't tell if Granny Jing was intentionally dragging him into this mess or if it was merely a coincidence that they had just arrived as the three Yuan Shen Gate members entered.
But this was not the time to ponder such things.
He hadn't managed to leave in time and had been seen by the three Yuan Shen Gate members, making it impossible for him to remain uninvolved.
Not to mention that Elder Zhangxing had long harbored murderous intentions towards him; if even one of these three managed to escape alive, he would be unable to defend himself.
He would become an enemy of a Nascent Soul Grand Cultivator and Yuan Shen Gate, one of the Eight Orthodox Sects.
He might even be branded a traitor by the entire Minor Cold Domain for conspiring with Granny Jing to enter Pointing Heaven Peak.
Any of these consequences would be unbearable for Qin Sang.
It seemed only one option remained...
"Who are you to speak disrespectfully to the sect master!"
Elder Zhangxing snapped, his face stern as he fixed his gaze on Granny Jing.
The two young men beside him were equally enraged and moved as if to attack, but Elder Zhangxing stopped them with a wave of his hand.
Granny Jing's tone and demeanor clearly indicated hostile intentions, making Elder Zhangxing feel an ominous premonition and raising his guard significantly.
Qin Sang was secretly puzzled by this. Granny Jing was so mysterious, and Elder Zhangxing didn't even recognize her. Could Granny Jing truly be a Nascent Soul stage grand cultivator?
He wondered what kind of grudge Granny Jing held against Leng Yuntian that she would risk her life and meticulously plot to enter Pointing Heaven Peak to intercept him.
Granny Jing simply swept her gaze, ignoring Elder Zhangxing's interrogation and the handsome young man. Her eyes settled on the elderly man and the young man in plain clothes as she calmly stated, "Elder Zhangxing, Yu Shanting, two elders of Yuan Shen Gate, Leng Yuntian's right-hand men. Since you are so loyal to Leng Yuntian, I presume you'll have no complaints about repaying a debt of sin on his behalf..."
"Arrogant!"
"You court death!"
The three Yuan Shen Gate members roared in fury.
Elder Zhangxing's white hair flew wildly, and his silver robe billowed, creating a hurricane. He ascended amidst swirling sand and stones, transforming into a small starry sky with dazzling stars.
This silver robe was clearly a magic treasure. Qin Sang watched from the edge of the plaza, unable to discern its grade.
This was because Elder Zhangxing's cultivation was suppressed to only the False Core stage, preventing him from unleashing the full power of the magic treasure.
Even so, the silver robe was not to be underestimated. The starry sky it created enveloped the entire plaza without leaving a single gap, yet it did not touch the restrictions outside the plaza.
Elder Zhangxing was a renowned Golden Core cultivator, a Grand Cultivator at the late Core Formation stage, and undoubtedly possessed extensive combat experience. He instantly recognized that the external restrictions were formidable.
With the starry sky manifested, Elder Zhangxing pointed a finger skyward, manipulating the stars.
In an instant, myriad starlight flared, converging into a brilliant beam of light filled with endless killing intent. It descended from the sky, poised to strike Granny Jing in the blink of an eye.
A single glimpse revealed the whole picture.
It wasn't Qin Sang's first time observing Golden Core cultivators in combat, but few displayed the effortless mastery shown by Elder Zhangxing. His true strength was undoubtedly terrifying.
On the other side, Yu Shanting, the young man in plain clothes, had a grim expression. A large brass bell floated above his head. Purple energy swirled within the bell, while yellow light shimmered on its surface, complementing the starlight.
*Boom!*
Inside the bell, purple energy surged, followed by a deafening roar. This bell chime was capable of shaking one's mind, causing Qin Sang's heart to jolt uncomfortably.
*Whoosh!*
The bell's resonance emitted visible sound waves, which, along with a gush of purple energy, transformed into a thousand massive waves, rivaling the beam of light conjured by Elder Zhangxing.
Although their cultivation was suppressed to the False Core stage, they were not restricted in their use of magic treasures. Even if the treasures' full power couldn't be unleashed, they were still far stronger than mere magic tools.
Compared to them, the sword energy thrust out by the handsome young man seemed insignificant, its sharpness completely overshadowed by the two magic treasures.
Facing the triple assault, Granny Jing's eyes remained calm. She extended a slender finger and lightly tapped the air above, sending a scroll flying from her fingertip.
The scroll spun rapidly, growing larger until it was three feet long, slowly unfurling in mid-air.
A painting titled 'Hidden Moon over Mountains and Rivers' appeared in everyone's view.
The painting depicted ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains, rendered with unparalleled artistry and profound spiritual essence. A sea of clouds blanketed the landscape, and amidst the boundless clouds, a solitary full moon hung.
However, unlike a bright silver disc in the night sky, this was a very subtle hidden moon, sketched with simple lines, almost indistinct.
The sun had not yet set, but the Moon was already rising.
The seemingly unremarkable hidden moon suddenly blazed to life the moment the scroll fully unfurled, transforming into a true bright moon that detached from the painting and ascended slowly.
The bright moon blocked the brass bell's impact, resisted the descending starlight, and soared upward, ultimately embedding itself in the night sky conjured by the silver robe.
At this moment, this moon became the centerpiece, and all the myriad stars faded into obscurity.
"Who exactly are you?!"
Elder Zhangxing's eyes were filled with shock, and he couldn't help but press for an answer again.
Granny Jing paid him no mind and took out a wooden carving with her left hand.
*A clear cry!*
With a clear cry, an azure luan flew from Granny Jing's palm. Its wings flapped, and it darted straight towards the sword energy unleashed by the handsome young man. It opened its mouth and exhaled a stream of azure energy, which precisely collided with the sword energy, neutralizing and annihilating it.
The azure luan's speed increased, like an arrow leaving a bowstring, as it shot directly towards the handsome young man.
Realizing the azure luan was unusual, Yu Shanting flashed forward to shield the handsome young man. The brass bell vibrated again, and a profound chime resonated as a fierce beast emerged from the purple energy. It resembled a qilin, appearing menacing and malevolent.
"Roar!"
The fierce beast roared in furious indignation.
Amidst the purple sound waves, the fierce beast flickered in and out of sight, almost merging with the brass bell's vibrations. It formed a massive wave, a third stronger than before, which instantly surged towards the azure luan.
The azure luan raised its noble head, a hint of disdain flashing in its intelligent eyes. It flapped its wings and suddenly vanished from its spot, leaving only specks of azure light.
The next moment, the azure luan unexpectedly appeared above the fierce beast's head. Its two talons hooked downward, tearing directly into the beast's skull.
With a whimper, the fierce beast instantly died. Its arrogant roar was abruptly cut short, and its body convulsed before suddenly dissipating along with the scattered sound waves.
The azure luan, relentless, moved like lightning. It surprisingly changed its target and flew directly towards Yu Shanting.
Yu Shanting's expression darkened. He swiftly completed a complex hand seal, and the brass bell spun, this time releasing three streams of purple energy.
Instead of transforming into fierce beasts, they directly formed a purple blade, radiating killing intent, which turned into a purple light and slashed towards the back of the azure luan's neck.
At the same time, Yu Shanting cast a grim look at Granny Jing and transmitted a message to the handsome young man, "I'll kill this demonic bird. Go help the Grand Elder!"
The handsome young man's cultivation was the weakest, far from comparable to the three experts. However, since everyone was restricted to the Foundation Establishment stage, the handsome young man could still play a significant role as an assistant, forcing their opponent to divide their attention.
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