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Tong Su spoke each word clearly and forcefully, and to everyone's ears, it was like a thunderclap!
In fact, everyone knows that given the current situation, without Tian Xuanzi's protection, she wouldn't be able to stay in the Ziwei Heavenly Palace any longer.
However, being expelled from the sect and voluntarily leaving the sect are two completely different things!
Before anyone could react, Tong Su reached out and used the Golden Crow Fire to exert force. With a crack, the sect token in her hand was crushed!
Crushed jade particles and powder fell in a flurry, and with a gust of wind, they scattered in the air and disappeared without a trace.
She swept her disdainful and mocking gaze across the horrified faces of the crowd, raised her hand, pointed at Feng Yinyue, and said nothing. However, her haughty and contemptuous demeanor seemed to say:
—Feng Yinyue, you just wait!
The entire snowfield seemed to fall silent, save for the howling wind and the light touch of the falling snow. Whether it was Chen Lingzi, Lu Han Yuanjun, the sect elders, or Feng Yinyue, everyone involuntarily turned to look at Tong Su.
Even though she was covered in blood and had the lowest cultivation level, at this moment, her aura was so overwhelming that everyone involuntarily had to dodge.
The demonic cultivator's eyes lit up as he gazed at Tong Su with admiration. Demonic cultivators never feign righteousness; low cultivation level is nothing, spirit is the most important thing.
Her domineering attitude—not being humbled by her cultivation level, still insisting on herself in the face of the strong, and refusing to suffer losses—is what the demonic path admires most.
Hmph, the righteous path will regret this!
Tian Xuanzi suddenly laughed, his laughter light and triumphant.
With his flowing black sleeves, he sheltered Tong Su into his arms. With his other hand, he used his magic to pull up several demonic cultivators. He stepped onto the Crimson Nether Sword and soared into the sky amidst surging demonic energy, transforming into a beam of light and disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
Only a loud, arrogant laugh remained as it slowly descended from the sky.
"Good! With such arrogance, she truly is my junior sister, Tian Xuanzi!"
Only after the figure disappeared did the stunned crowd erupt in a frenzy.
Lu Han Yuanjun flicked her sleeve, sending spiritual energy crashing into the ground and blasting a crater several feet wide. Her expression was ferocious: "What did she say? How dare she speak like that! That damned Bai Tong, who does she think she is! I want her dead—I want her dead—"
"Master!" Feng Yinyue called out, but her expression was dazed. A vague unease arose in her heart, making her uneasy and doubtful. Her hands clenched into fists under her sleeves, her nails digging into her palms, causing a sharp pain.
Chen Lingzi sighed, "Zhang Luhan, since they've left, let's not pursue the matter further. You should all return to your sect and focus on your cultivation."
Lu Han Yuanjun reluctantly responded.
Chen Lingzi saw this and felt helpless. He was wholeheartedly devoted to the sect, but this time he ended up pleasing neither side and was displeased by both. Oh well, he didn't have many years left to live. When people get old, all they want before they die is to live peacefully and without any trouble.
"In another thirty years, it will be the Three Paths Feast, which happens once every three hundred years. At that time, hundreds of righteous sects will gather, and even demons and monsters will appear. Since Tian Xuanzi is not here, Ziwei Heavenly Palace must send a Mahayana cultivator to support the event. You should prepare in advance."
Lu Han Yuanjun suddenly remembered, her expression changed drastically, and she replied with a grim look, "Yes."
A grand feast of three courses.
Feng Yinyue lowered her head, a strange smile playing on her lips that no one could see.
Humans, ghosts, and demons—since this is a grand feast for three realms, how can only the righteous and demonic paths be represented?
Those sorcerers should seize that opportunity to enter the world openly and legitimately!