In particular, the story of the aloof and ethereal Feng Xie Zhenjun, who, in a fit of rage, fought with the mid-Nascent Soul stage Cong Nian Zhenjun at the Jin Guang Sect for the sake of his disciple, was even written into a storybook.

"Is True Lord Congnian going to bring up old scores? My master has only just passed away, and True Lord Congnian is already seeking revenge for what happened back then?" Bi Xie's eyes were filled with no fear, and his clear, cold voice was like pearls falling onto a plate.

"Back then, my disciple Wuyou was personally verified by the Celestial Venerable Chongyu; he was no different from a mortal..."

Before Bi Xie could finish speaking, a disciple with a topknot rushed in.

Upon seeing the hall full of high-ranking cultivators, the disciple immediately lowered his head and said respectfully, "Reporting to the sect leader, someone has delivered an item that is specifically related to demonic cultivators. I dare not neglect it and have brought it here for the sect leader to examine!"

Upon hearing the words "demonic cultivator," all the cultivators in the hall were startled and stared intently at the wooden box held aloft by the disciple.

"What does the person who gave you the item look like, and what are their characteristics?" The usually kind face of the Setting Sun True Lord took on a hint of majesty.

The disciple replied in a trembling voice, "It was...it was a little girl with her hair in a bun, wearing a red ribbon tied in a bow. She had an ordinary appearance; from my perspective...she seemed like a mortal..."

The room fell silent for a few seconds. The disciple was afraid of saying the wrong thing, but dared not look up. His body trembled slightly.

True Lord Xieyang glanced at True Master Yuming, who understood and took the wooden box, then dismissed his trembling disciple.

The disciple felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and only dared to wipe the sweat from his forehead after he left the council hall.

The room was filled with high-level cultivators; the pressure released by any one of them would be enough to give him a hard time.

"Yu Ming, bring up the wooden box," said True Lord Xieyang slowly, his expression solemn.

Master Yuming: "Sect Leader, we don't know what's inside this wooden box. Let me open it!"

"Bring it here!" The voice of the Setting Sun True Lord deepened slightly.

Bi Xie glanced at the dark red wooden box and cursed inwardly; she had underestimated Wen Zhu.

The day Wen Zhu didn't take advantage of the demonic cultivators' attack on the Golden Light Sect to hand over the Jade Fate to True Lord Xieyang, she was planning for today. When the demonic cultivators attack the immortal sects, the four major sects will definitely gather.

Entrusting the Jade Fate to Xieyang Zhenjun alone is not as safe as exposing Wuyou as Ji Gui in front of the four major sects.

After hesitating for a moment, Master Yuming handed the wooden box to True Lord Xieyang with a worried expression.

The breaths of everyone in the hall froze slightly as countless eyes stared at the seemingly ordinary wooden box.

The True Lord of the Setting Sun cautiously probed in with a wisp of his divine sense. After not feeling any obstruction, a surge of spiritual energy overflowed from between his fingers, and he cautiously opened the wooden box little by little.

As soon as the wooden box was opened a crack, it sensed spiritual energy, and something immediately flew out.

The cultivator, whose composure was nearly broken, cried out in surprise and was about to run away. But after seeing what was flying out, he swayed and steadied himself, looking at the scene presented in the air by the jade.

Bi Xie had seen the same scene once, and even after seeing it a second time, he felt no emotion.

However, apart from her, all the cultivators present changed drastically when they saw the carefree young man transform into the Demon Ancestor Ji Gui, and the man in crimson robes cruelly summoning spirit birds to devour the Chongyu Heavenly Venerable until not even a bone fragment remained.

The Demon Ancestor Ji Gui, truly is the Demon Ancestor Ji Gui.

Unexpectedly, Ji Gui, the Demon Ancestor who disappeared for a thousand years, has been reborn with the appearance of a young man!

The powerful Nascent Soul stage cultivator, who was high above and revered by all, was as fragile as a piece of paper in the hands of Demon Ancestor Ji Gui!

The jade ornament had been deliberately silenced, so the cultivators could only glimpse the image but not know its contents.

But this bloody scene alone was enough to fill the cultivators with shock and rage, as if the Celestial Venerable Chongyu in the scene were themselves. Their eyes were bloodshot, filled with hatred and horror.

A moment later, the jade edge shattered, and the image vanished.

The scene of Chongyu Tianzun's tragic death and wailing remained vivid in everyone's minds.

Bi Xie suddenly felt a surge of spiritual energy rushing towards her. She didn't expect anyone to attack her so suddenly. Her reaction was a second too slow, and a rope as thick as a baby's arm suddenly wrapped around her tightly.

From the end of the Demon-Binding Rope that Nian Zhenjun gripped, his narrowed eyes were full of malice. "Feng Xie Zhenjun, you don't need to explain anymore. This humble Daoist already understands. He Gao was fighting you to force you to hand over the Demon Ancestor Ji Gui. Is that right or wrong?"

After saying that, he gave a cold laugh: "Perhaps it would be more accurate to say that I am forcing you to hand over your precious disciple, Wuyou."

Bi Xie was tightly bound by the demon-binding rope. She knew that the more she struggled, the tighter the rope would bind her, so she simply stopped moving and remained silent.

However, her silence only provoked Cong Nian Zhenjun further. With a flick of his finger, a surge of spiritual power entangled Bi Xie through the Demon-Binding Rope.

Bi Xie felt as if countless fuzzy, sharp thorns had sprouted from the Demon-Binding Rope, causing her to hiss in pain.

The demon-binding rope tightened, leaving a mark on her fair and delicate skin.

Seeing Bi Xie in such pain, Wu Zhan didn't hesitate and slashed at the Demon-Binding Rope with his sword.

Sword energy surged, forcing Nian Zhenjun to retreat. He chose his hands over the Demon-Binding Rope, and after taking two steps to steady himself, he glared angrily at Wu Zhan, "What is Wu Zhan Zhenjun doing! Are you going to help this demonic cultivator too?"

The man with a cold expression stood in front of Bi Xie: "True Lord Feng Xie is not a demonic cultivator. How can True Lord Cong Nian injure people without cause!"

Cong Nianzhenjun laughed mockingly, as if he had heard a funny joke. "What a joke! She protects demonic cultivators, so how is she any different from them! The Demon Ancestor killed her master, yet she still protects that Demon Ancestor. She must have already abandoned the righteous path!"

The moment Nian Zhenjun made his move, it was only a matter of moments. If Wu Zhan hadn't been secretly watching Bi Xie the whole time, he wouldn't have been able to act so quickly.

Although he couldn't win the argument with Cong Nian Zhenjun, his face didn't turn red with anger because he was in the wrong. Instead, he stood tall and didn't back down in the slightest. "Feng Xie Zhenjun is a good person. Don't make false accusations!"

Cong Nian Zhenjun was quite annoyed by this brat with the lightning spiritual root, but Wu Zhan Zhenjun was also in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm and had a rare lightning spiritual root. If they really fought, he might not be able to gain the upper hand.

His withered face turned grim and terrifying: "Young man, I see you've been blinded by lust!"

When Wu Zhan Zhenjun's secret was exposed, he panicked for a moment, but he remained motionless, holding his sword against Cong Nian Zhenjun, as if his sword would stab him without hesitation if he had any dishonest thoughts.

At this moment, True Lord Xieyang, True Lord Chengguang, True Lord Luosheng, True Lord Zhishan, and others also realized what was happening.

The man in the setting sun was stunned for the longest time. He had seen Wuyou before. This boy was always well-behaved and obedient, staying by Feng Xie's side. He seemed gentle and harmless.

But now, this kind and harmless boy has transformed into a wicked and evil demon!