Having returned to the hill, Chu Qinghe glanced at the fiery red figures in front of the Ming Cult before turning to look at Zhao Min and the other two.

Then, amidst the confusion of Zhao Min and the other two, Chu Qinghe smiled and said, "What a coincidence, meeting the princess again."

Hearing what Chu Qinghe said, Zhao Min was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting him to say such a thing after returning.

But after regaining her senses, Zhao Min smiled and said, "Young Master Zhao is quite witty."

Chu Qinghe smiled and said, "It's alright."

As he spoke, Chu Qinghe fanned himself with a fan, adding a touch of sweetness to the blood-soaked air.

Beside them, smelling the faint fragrance emanating from Chu Qinghe, the two elders of Xuanming couldn't help but glance at Chu Qinghe, and then both sneered inwardly.

It seemed as if they were disdainful that Chu Qinghe, a grown man, actually carried a faint fragrance.

Then, the lecherous Lu Zhangke, one of the two Xuanming elders, glanced at Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao behind Chu Qinghe.

He glanced at the two women's unremarkable appearances, then quickly looked away, showing little interest.

Zhao Min, however, noticed the scent emanating from Chu Qinghe's side and couldn't help but glance at him.

He then asked, "Since Young Master Zhao just left, why have you returned now?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Qinghe chuckled and said, "I suddenly realized it would be a pity to leave halfway through, so I came back."

"oh?"

Hearing what Chu Qinghe said, Zhao Min chuckled, but did not say anything more. Instead, she turned her gaze to the fiery red figure not far away.

In the field.

After a brief moment of shock, Abbess Miejue pondered for a moment, then took a deep breath before speaking: "Dongfang Bubai, today's matter is between our six major sects and the Ming Cult. What does it have to do with your Sun Moon Cult?"

As she spoke, Abbess Miejue had already tried her best to soften her tone.

This made his tone and posture less arrogant than when he was facing Yang Xiao and the others.

However, as Miejue asked this question, Dongfang Bubai narrowed his eyes slightly.

With a slight parting of his lips, a cold and arrogant voice slowly escaped his lips.

"You dare ask me for a reason? You're not worthy!"

The moment the voice left his mouth, Dongfang Bubai casually flicked his long sleeves.

With the flick of her fiery red sleeves, a concentrated and eerie burst of energy swept through the air and hurtled towards Extinction.

It moved with incredible speed, covering several meters in the blink of an eye before striking Extinction's chest with unparalleled precision.

The moment he was struck by this powerful energy, Miejue, who was completely unprepared, felt as if he had been hit by a tremendous force. As his body flew backward, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

Upon landing, he coughed up another mouthful of blood.

His expression instantly became listless, and his face turned as pale as tin foil.

"Master!"

Upon seeing this, Zhou Zhiruo and other disciples of the Emei Sect were shocked and rushed forward to Miejue, either to help her up or to take out medicine bottles.

Those who witnessed this scene felt a chill run down their spines.

During the incident, they only saw Dongfang Bubai wave his long sleeves once before Miejue was seriously injured.

None of the six major factions could clearly see how Extinction was injured.

Not only that, but what is most alarming is that they couldn't even detect the fluctuations of true energy within Dongfang Bubai's body.

This is enough to show that Dongfang Bubai's strength is far beyond what they can compare to.

With such a disparity in strength, if Dongfang Bubai wanted to, he could easily have wiped out everyone present.

Beside Chu Qinghe, after turning her gaze away from the heavily injured Miejue, Zhao Min pondered for a moment and said to the Xuanming Elders, "When Dongfang Bubai made his move just now, I couldn't sense the flow of true energy at all. Could you sense Dongfang Bubai's cultivation level?"

Lu Zhangke nodded and said solemnly, "Master realm at its peak."

Upon learning of Dongfang Bubai's cultivation level, Zhao Min exclaimed in surprise, "He really is at the peak of the Grandmaster realm!"

Hearing what Zhao Min said, Qu Feiyan couldn't help but glance at Chu Qinghe beside her and sighed inwardly.

If it were the old Dongfang Bubai, he wouldn't have bothered to hide his cultivation level at all.

But because she had spent so much time with Chu Qinghe, she presented herself as a Grandmaster at the peak of the Grandmaster realm, even though she was already at the early stage of the Grandmaster realm.

Chu Qinghe, however, listened to the conversation between Zhao Min and Lu Zhangke, his eyes flickering slightly, his mind racing with thoughts.

In the arena, after severely injuring Miejue, Dongfang Bubai slightly raised his eyes, tilted his head slightly to the left, and looked at Xianyu Tong and the others standing at the front, saying, "You have objections too?"

Those from the Kongtong and Kunlun sects who had previously clamored to destroy the Ming Cult all took another step back.

It should be noted that although they called the Ming Cult a demonic cult.

But in reality, it's hard to count all the bad things the Ming Cult has done over the years.

At most, there were more conflicts with the four sects, including Emei and Kongtong.

They can even be reasonable at times.

But Dongfang Bubai was different.

Her previous fearsome reputation alone was enough to make people wary, let alone now witnessing Abbess Miejue being beaten half to death just for asking a question.

With such power and domineering attitude, how could the people of the Kongtong Sect dare to insult and mock Yang Xiao and his group as they did before?

Xianyu Tong, the leader of the Huashan Sword Sect, moved back little by little without leaving a trace.

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