"Hmph, just wait and see!" Ning Que snorted coldly with a gloomy expression, his eyes flashing with a chilling light.

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Lingxuan's lips curled up slightly, forming a smile that was not quite a smile. Then, he turned his gaze to the simple teleportation array behind Ning Que and Daoyuan.

"Heh, it seems what you said might actually be true!" Lingxuan snorted again with a disdainful look, his words full of sarcasm.

"Unfortunately, even if the Backing Mountain Sect truly possesses over twenty half-step Heavenly Dao Realm experts, so what?"

Lingxuan crossed his arms, held his head high, and looked extremely arrogant.

"Even among those at the same level, there are huge differences, and they are also divided into different grades!"

"And I am the best among them! Let alone ten, even if there are many more opponents of the same level, I can easily deal with them and crush them all by my own strength!"

Lingxuan spoke with extreme confidence, as if everything was under his control.

However, he did indeed have the right to be so arrogant, because he had repeatedly demonstrated the astonishing combat power of fighting ten opponents at the same level, and his reputation was widespread.

Upon hearing Lingxuan's words, Daoyuan and Ning Que both frowned.

Although they were very dissatisfied with Lingxuan's arrogance, they also knew that what he said was not untrue.

However, the Backing Sect is not as fragile and easily manipulated as it appears on the surface.

Just then, Lingxuan suddenly let out a cold laugh. His ambiguous gaze remained fixed on Daoyuan and Ning Que, sending chills down everyone's spines.

Then, he abruptly changed the subject: "However, I have no interest in creating unnecessary trouble for myself!"

"Are you thinking of stalling for time and waiting for reinforcements from the Backing Mountain Sect to arrive? Heh heh, this Holy Son will not let you have your way!"

After saying that, Lingxuan's aura suddenly erupted, sweeping towards Daoyuan and Ningque like a surging torrent.

Dao Yuan and Ning Que faced the overwhelming pressure of this powerful aura head-on, but their will was as firm as a rock, and they showed no intention of backing down.

Ning Que rapidly formed hand seals, his movements so fast they were dazzling.

In an instant, a dazzling golden light suddenly shone from his body, like an indestructible shield, steadily standing in front of him.

Meanwhile, Dao Yuan on the other side let out a deafening roar, his footwork rapidly changing, his figure like a ghost, and he actually took the initiative to attack forward.

Seeing this, Lingxuan's unrestrained and arrogant laughter grew even louder: "Hahaha, with your meager skills, you dare to try and stop this Holy Son? You are simply overestimating yourselves!"

However, just as he was confident that he could easily break through the defenses of the two people in front of him, suddenly, an extremely strange and vast power surged out from the simple teleportation array without warning.

This power seems to originate from the ancient, barbaric era, carrying a unique aura that is mysterious, unfathomable, and profound.

In an instant, Lingxuan felt as if she were a bull charging forward, crashing into a soft ball of cotton, and no matter how hard she struggled, she could not break free.

The initial momentum that seemed certain to win was gradually dissipated until it vanished without a trace.

Just then, a figure slowly stepped out of the teleportation array, within everyone's sight.

This person had a full head of snow-white hair that fluttered gently in the wind, but his eyes were incredibly deep, like a vast and boundless abyss, from which one could not see the bottom.

"Lingxuan, stop being arrogant and domineering here."

The old man's voice was calm and even, seemingly undisturbed, yet the boundless majesty it contained weighed heavily on the hearts of everyone present, like a towering mountain.

Lingxuan's smile froze instantly, replaced by astonishment. He stared wide-eyed at the suddenly appearing old man and asked in a trembling voice, "Who...who exactly are you?"

Faced with Lingxuan's questioning, the old man simply smiled and said slowly, "As for me, I am just an ordinary elder in this Kaoshan Sect."

Lingxuan frowned deeply, his face as changeable as the sky, sometimes gloomy, sometimes sunny.

He thought to himself: How could this old man in front of him be just an ordinary elder of the Kaoshan Sect?

The skill displayed in that fleeting glimpse was enough to prove that this person was no ordinary individual.

Judging from that one move alone, Lingxuan was certain that this old man was a peerless old monster who had survived countless years of vicissitudes in the Kaoshan Sect.

Moreover, his true strength is probably no less than his!

Thinking of this, Lingxuan couldn't help but gasp.

He originally thought he knew quite a bit about the Backing Mountain Sect, but now it seems that this sect actually hides such unfathomable powerhouses, which is really beyond his expectations.

Just then, Dao Yuan and Ning Que, who were standing to the side, also came back to their senses as if waking from a dream.

Their faces instantly lit up with a mixture of surprise and joy, and without hesitation, they both knelt down before the old man, shouting in unison, "Greetings, Elder Xun!"

Seeing this, Elder Xun smiled slightly, revealing a kind and amiable expression, and gently waved his right hand, saying, "There's no need to bother with those formalities! Get up quickly."

When Lingxuan witnessed this scene, his brows furrowed even more deeply.

It should be noted that, given Dao Yuan and Ning Que's status in the Kao Shan Sect, they still needed to show such a grand ceremony to Elder Xun.

It is not difficult to deduce from this that Elder Xun was indeed, as he had previously guessed, an ancient monster who had lived for countless years!

Just then, Elder Xun slowly turned his gaze to Ling Xuan, a meaningful smile appearing on his lips, and said softly, "Ling Xuan, do you still want to bully our Kao Shan Sect?"

Upon hearing this, Lingxuan let out a heavy snort, her eyes filled with disdain and contempt.

He responded with a sneer, "Hmph! Even if you, old man, are indeed quite powerful, so what?"

"In my eyes, you are nothing more than a slightly fatter ant, not worth mentioning at all!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Ling Xuan abruptly turned around and angrily shouted at the twenty-odd powerful members of the Spirit Clan behind him, "What are you all standing here like idiots for? Get to work now! Destroy that damned teleportation array completely!"

As Lingxuan's roar rang out, it was like a thunderclap exploding in the air, making everyone present's eardrums buzz.

Those Spirit Race powerhouses who were initially hesitant now seemed to wake up from a dream and come to their senses.

They all flashed away and quickly flew towards the direction of the teleportation array.

In the blink of an eye, these twenty-odd powerful members of the Spirit Clan had dispersed and surrounded Dao Yuan and his two companions and the teleportation array.

Immediately afterwards, roars resounded through the sky as these powerful figures unleashed their most skilled spells and divine abilities, causing a burst of light and energy to emanate from all directions.

A variety of dazzling spells rained down on Dao Yuan and the other two, creating a spectacular and breathtaking scene.