The old man was dressed in a plain white robe, with a flowing beard and kind eyes.
His eyes were like two clear springs, deep and bright.
The old man was enveloped in a faint halo, giving him an otherworldly aura.
They are descendants of that ancient clan!
Xiao Feng was startled, but then a surge of gratitude welled up within him.
He felt the power within his body accumulating, and then Shui Mu Tianhua erected a huge barrier for everyone.
The barrier was like a giant crystal ball, firmly protecting Xiao Feng and the others within it. Demonic flames and rubble splashed across the surface of the barrier, creating ripples, but they could not penetrate it even slightly.
Xiao Feng turned around and bowed deeply to the old man, sincerely saying, "Thank you for saving me, senior!"
The old man smiled slightly, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes, and said softly, "Child, you did a good job. Go on, I'll handle things here."
Xiao Feng wanted to say something, but he saw that the old man had already turned to face the surging demonic flames, his hands forming a hand seal and his mouth chanting incantations.
In an instant, Xiao Feng felt the air around him become heavy, as if an invisible force was surging within him.
"Hurry up!" the old man's voice rang out again.
Xiao Feng knew this was not the time to be polite. He took a deep breath, turned around, and ran towards the crevice.
At this moment, survival is the most important thing.
The moment he stepped into the crevice, he glanced back.
The old man's figure appeared and disappeared in the demonic flames, like a towering mountain, unmoving.
After going through life and death, Xiao Feng and his companions finally returned to the foot of Mount Wu without stopping.
The members of the immortal sects had been eagerly awaiting their return. Upon seeing them, they immediately swarmed around them, bombarding them with questions: "Did you obtain the Bifang Fire Seed?"
Xiao Feng looked tired, but his eyes couldn't hide his relief.
"I've obtained it, and it's now being nurtured within my body," Xiao Feng nodded slowly, answering calmly.
These words immediately caused an uproar among the crowd.
The members of the immortal sect whispered amongst themselves, discussing in hushed tones: "This Bifang Fire Seed is a supreme treasure of heaven and earth! It is said to be able to burn mountains and boil seas, and refine all things. If it were to fall into his possession, wouldn't that be defying the heavens and changing one's fate?"
"In ancient times, it was thanks to the fire of the Bifang that the Demon-Suppressing Stele was able to be forged. Now that the Demon-Suppressing Stele is damaged, our immortal sect is worried about how to repair it. This kid better not have any wicked thoughts!"
Hearing these comments, Xiao Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself.
He had anticipated this reaction, but hearing it with his own ears still left him feeling helpless.
Just then, Gan Feng overheard these whispers and his anger flared up.
His eyes were sharp as he scanned the crowd around him, thinking to himself that these people, who always claimed to be on the righteous path, were so narrow-minded!
Xiao Feng risked his life to obtain the fire, yet instead of being grateful, they are suspicious and paranoid – it's truly laughable!
Gan Feng could no longer contain himself and slammed his hand on the stone table beside him, making a loud "bang".
Everyone was startled by the sudden sound and fell silent.
"People of the Immortal Sect, how can you always judge others with such narrow-mindedness!" Gan Feng's eyes widened in anger, and his voice boomed like thunder: "Xiao Feng went through countless hardships and dangers to obtain the Bifang Fire Seed, and almost lost his life. Instead of being grateful, you are here to be suspicious. What kind of logic is that?"
His voice echoed through the mountains, and everyone looked embarrassed after being scolded.
However, one of the disciples leading the Immortal Cloud Sect disagreed.
This disciple had a pointed mouth and monkey-like face, and his triangular eyes gleamed with a cunning light.
He said with a grin, "Elder Ganfeng, please calm down. We are only thinking of the Immortal Sect. This Bifang Fire Seed is of great importance, and we must be cautious."
Before he could finish speaking, a sharp "slap" rang out as Gan Feng raised his hand and slapped the disciple across the face.
The slap came quickly and hard, leaving a bright red handprint on the disciple's face instantly.
"You!" The disciple covered his face, both ashamed and angry, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes.
But when he looked at Gan Feng's dignified face and remembered that the other party was the Ninth Elder of Huayun Sect, he could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger, daring not to say anything more.
An awkward silence fell over the scene.
Watching this scene, Xiao Feng sighed inwardly that the intrigue and deceit within the immortal sects were truly even more intense than those in the mortal world!
Gan Feng calmed himself down and scanned the crowd with sharp eyes.
He took a deep breath and announced in a loud voice, "The purpose of obtaining the Bifang Fire Seed this time is to repair the Demon-Suppressing Stele. Xiao Feng, who possesses the Bifang Fire Seed, is the most suitable person to enter."
These words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples all around.
The crowd immediately erupted in discussion, chattering amongst themselves.
"What?! Let him enter the Demon-Suppressing Stele?! That won't do!"
"What if he takes the Bifang fire for himself? Wouldn't we have ended up with nothing?"
"The Demon-Suppressing Stele is crucial to the safety of the entire Divine Descent Continent! If it is damaged, the demon race will rampage across the mortal realm, and the consequences will be unimaginable!"
A disciple of the Immortal Cloud Sect pushed his way to the front, a contemptuous smile on his lips, and shouted, "No way! Who knows what will happen if he goes in? What if the Demon-Suppressing Stele isn't repaired and he gains control of its power instead? Wouldn't we all be doomed?"
These words immediately drew a chorus of agreement.
"That's right! This kid's background is unknown; who knows what he's up to?"
"What if he takes this opportunity to absorb the power of the Demon-Suppressing Stele? Wouldn't our immortal sect be cultivating a formidable enemy?"
"If you ask me, we should send in the experts from our immortal sect. At least that way we can guarantee that nothing will go wrong!"
As the situation grew increasingly chaotic, Gan Feng's face became terribly grim.
He slammed his hand on the table with a loud bang, startling everyone.
Gan Feng coldly surveyed the crowd: "If you don't believe me, you are welcome to come in with Xiao Feng. But let me make this clear beforehand: the Demon Suppression Stele is fraught with danger, and going in is a matter of life and death."
His voice boomed like thunder, echoing in everyone's ears: "If your unfounded suspicions lead to the Demon-Suppressing Stele becoming unrepairable and the world falling into the ravages of demonic forces, who among you can bear this responsibility?"
When Gan Feng said these words, his eyes were wide open, his beard stood on end, and he exuded an awe-inspiring righteousness.
His imposing presence was like a towering mountain, making everyone breathless.
The members of the immortal sect showed fear on their faces after being reprimanded.
Some people lowered their heads, not daring to meet Gan Feng's gaze.
Some people shrank back, as if trying to hide in the crowd.
Some people quietly took a few steps back, afraid of angering this highly respected elder.
The Immortal Cloud Sect disciple who had been the most vocal earlier had now wilted.
His lips twitched a few times, as if he wanted to refute, but he didn't dare to speak.
In the end, he could only lower his head dejectedly and remain silent.
An awkward silence fell over the scene.
The crowd looked at each other.
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