"If you don't believe me, you can contact your sect. You should all have ways to contact your sect!"

Almost simultaneously, Rong Xing and Ye Wuxia, in different locations, said almost the same things.

Then came the halftime break.

They each contacted members of their respective sects.

Even Li Sheng's master suppressed his killing intent, contacted the sect, and after receiving a positive reply, argued angrily for a few minutes.

Upon learning that it was Sect Master Fang of the Tianyi Sect who personally intervened to mediate, he reluctantly swallowed his anger.

He hated Renwei Zhenren of the Tiangang Sect for ruining his disciple, but at the same time he was grateful to Sect Master Fang of the Tianyi Sect for saving his disciple.

At least, the soul is still there, and there is still hope for survival.

"This time, I'll let you go for the sake of Sect Master Fang. But if your Tiangang Sect ever dares to revive itself, I, Mo Jingchun, will search to the ends of the earth and fight you to the death!"

After Mo Jingchun finished speaking, he suppressed his murderous rage and said to Ye Wuxia, "Please give my regards to your sect leader and thank her for saving my life. Once I have settled my personal matters, I will personally bring my disciple to express my gratitude!"

Ye Wuxia returned the greeting with a cupped hand, "We await your return, Senior!"

Since the two directions were different, Fang Ruotang glanced at Rong Xing and saw that he was closer, so she went directly to Rong Xing without any hesitation.

Because of the reminder from the small mirror, Rong Xing and the others did not move after the pursuing cultivators left, but stood still and waited.

Among a group of people who were lying on their knees, Rong Xing stood in front like a tall pine tree. Seeing his expectant look, Fang Ruotang couldn't help herself and fell into his arms from the spirit boat.