After saying this, Wang Qiuchi's face was full of smugness. He quickly drew the sword from his waist. He glanced at Bai Ying and shouted, "Today, I'll show you how easy it is to slay a dragon!"

His henchmen, who were always good at flattery, chimed in, one of them shouting, "Brother Chi, show this woman what you've got! Killing a dragon is as easy as crushing an ant! Once we get out, we'll expose this so-called White Cultivator's scam and let everyone see her true colors!"

The thought of his highly respected master being deceived by Bai Ying's "deception," bowing and scraping before her in public, filled Wang Qiuchi with utter disgust for Bai Ying. He looked up, his heart filled with a burning desire to rush out of this place immediately, tear off Bai Ying's mask of falsehood, and utterly humiliate her.

However, Bai Ying disregarded their clownish behavior, not even sparing them a glance. She turned around and said solemnly to the Lingyin Sect members, "There's no time to lose, leave this place immediately. My defensive formation won't hold for much longer."

The other sect members were stubborn and refused to heed her warnings. In Bai Ying's eyes, they were no longer teammates fighting side by side. Since that was the case, she no longer cared whether they stayed or left.

Without hesitation, the members of the Lingyin Sect nodded in agreement and swiftly drew their respective swords. In an instant, sword light flashed, and the group rose into the air on their swords, disappearing from the scene in the blink of an eye.

Wang Qiuchi stared at the departing figures of the Lingyin Sect members, first stunned, then bursting into unrestrained laughter: "Look, look! They really know how to put on an act, acting as if there's some real, earth-shattering danger!"

Bai Ying, filled with rage, glared at the hesitant crowd and raised her voice again, warning sternly, "Listen up! This time, a Chi Dragon has appeared, its cultivation far surpassing that of a Jiao Dragon. With your current strength, fighting it is like throwing eggs against rocks. Chi Dragons are only slightly weaker than True Dragons, and they are naturally gregarious. Usually, if one Chi Dragon appears, a dozen or so will swarm in within moments. If you're not afraid of death, you can wait here to die!"

Bai Ying's words struck the hearts of everyone like a heavy hammer. Many cultivators turned pale instantly upon hearing them, their eyes filled with fear and hesitation, their feet involuntarily shifting, a faint thought of leaving creeping into their minds.

After all, regardless of whether Bai Ying's words were true or false, leaving this place wouldn't cause any loss. Moreover, the fact that everyone from the Lingyin Sect had already evacuated undoubtedly increased their unease.

Just as everyone was getting restless, Wang Qiuchi saw this and immediately jumped up and down in a panic, shouting at the top of her lungs, "Stop right there! Nobody is allowed to leave! Don't be fooled by her sweet talk! If we all leave, we'll really fall into her trap and be completely played by her!"

After saying this, Wang Qiuchi, with an arrogant expression on his face, turned around impatiently and strode towards the "dragon" he had identified.

In his mind, Bai Ying's defensive formation was nothing more than a trick to deceive everyone. And he was about to become the hero who exposed this deception! He held his head high, his pride overflowing, and shouted to all the onlookers, "Open your eyes wide and watch! I'm going to personally slay this dragon and show you that this so-called danger is nothing but a figment of your imagination!"

What a White Cultivator! He's nothing but a fraud who relies on seeking fame and fortune to gain people's trust.

Reaching the edge of the defensive formation, Wang Qiuchi suddenly reached out and pulled out the small flag that was stuck in the ground as the core of the formation.

In an instant, the defensive array, which had been shimmering with a faint light, crumbled as if its spine had been removed. A strange fluctuation filled the air, followed by a deafening roar. The giant dragon, which had been blocked by the array, charged in like a beast released from its cage.

Bai Ying stood aside, witnessing all of this, and could hardly believe her eyes.

She had never seen such an utterly foolish person. Although the formation was rudimentary, it could hold for a while, giving everyone a chance to evacuate. Yet, Wang Qiuchi, completely unaware of the consequences, recklessly pulled down the formation flag.

Wang Qiuchi, completely unaware of the impending doom, remained lost in his own heroic fantasy. Leading his equally ignorant and fearless followers, he charged arrogantly towards the dragon. Waving his sword, he shouted, "Brothers, we've slain countless dragons like this out there! Today, we'll show you all what we're made of and prove our strength!"

Those who had been hesitating about heeding Bai Ying's warning to leave the area suddenly stopped when they saw Wang Qiuchi and his group's confident demeanor. They all looked up, their gazes fixed on Wang Qiuchi and his entourage, as well as the menacing dragon.

Wang Qiuchi was eager to show off in front of everyone. He and his followers jumped high into the air in perfect unison.

In mid-air, they swiftly changed positions, their hands moving rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, they had set up a complex formation. With their movements, the surrounding air seemed to be stirred up, forming a visible airflow that tightly trapped the giant dragon in the center of the formation.

Wang Qiuchi stood at the core of the formation, his eyes closed, his hands rapidly forming hand seals in front of his chest, and he was chanting incantations.

As his incantation ended, the longswords that everyone had been tightly gripping seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, instantly breaking free from their control. Dozens of longswords flashed with a cold light and shot towards the giant dragon like arrows released from a bow.

In a mere instant, all the longswords were accurately embedded in the dragon's body. In a short time, the dragon's body was covered with countless sword hilts.

Upon seeing this, Wang Qiuchi's face instantly broke into a joyful smile.

"Just as I expected. It's nothing more than an ordinary dragon; killing it will be a piece of cake!"

Filled with smugness, Wang Qiuchi lightly touched the ground and flew towards the crowd. As he flew, he shouted loudly to the onlookers, "Did you all see clearly? This dragon was so easily slain by us. Yet this so-called white cultivator spouted nonsense, claiming it was some kind of dragon. Today, I have finally exposed her hypocritical true colors!"

At this moment, Wang Qiuchi's eyes were shining with excitement, and he seemed to be immersed in the joy of victory, completely unaware of the strange atmosphere around him.