At this moment, Wan Lingmo felt an unprecedented sense of frustration.
Previously, his path of cultivation had gone smoothly, and even when he met Shu Gaoming, he was still one step ahead of him.
But the remnants of the Lu State killed his disciples and played tricks on him twice, but he couldn't even find their shadow.
Could it be that all his previous guesses were wrong?
Could it be that... Lu Zhu can really use the Xuanwang City formation to his own advantage, so that even his eyesight ability cannot detect it?
Or maybe the other person is not Lu Zhu at all, and I have been looking for the wrong person?
But if it weren't for Lu Zhu, who else would risk their lives to avenge the Lu royal family?
absurd!
Wan Lingmo took a deep breath, suppressed his irritability, and turned around to ask, "Junior Brother, are you sure all the independent cultivators have arrived?"
The Fengyue Sect disciple looked as if he had seen a volcano about to erupt. He immediately swallowed hard and said, "Brother, I have sent people to search every secret room in the city, and there is no one alive except this one. If you are worried, you can go and investigate yourself."
"Keep an eye on everyone here, I'll be back soon!"
Wan Lingmo gave an order, and his figure instantly turned into a phantom, flashing into the city and disappearing.
Xiang Sheng watched him go away, with the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
In the past two days, she has been thinking about how to better cover her face to avoid Wan Lingmo's detection, but she forgot that after Shu Gaoming and Xiang Hongyu left, no one in the entire Xuanwang City recognized her.
This thought suddenly made everything clear.
She simply lifted the secret technique and showed her true face.
Even if Wan Lingmo's eyesight ability is powerful, how can he see anything from a real face?
In the short moment it took for his thoughts to come to his senses, Wan Lingmo had already returned to the square with a sullen face.
He swept his gaze over the many eager-eyed wandering cultivators in the room, cleared his throat, and said in a deep voice, "As all of you fellow cultivators know, three of our disciples were murdered. This is a blood debt! I have investigated each one, but have yet to discover the murderer. You cannot leave the city for the time being."
As soon as these words were spoken, the cultivators were instantly in an uproar.
"What?!"
"Master Wan, you were the one who said with all your heart that as long as we passed the inspection, we could leave the city. Why are you going back on your word now?"
"Master Wan, I'm willing to risk my life to ask you this question today. The lives of Fengyue Sect disciples are lives, but our lives are not lives?"
"Yes! Xue Yunzi created a blood sacrifice formation and killed tens of thousands of independent cultivators in one go. Does a real person dare to say that he had nothing to do with it?"
"I will leave the city today! Otherwise, I will drag you Fengyue Sect disciples with me to be buried with me. I will also seek justice for myself!"
Seeing the crowd getting more and more angry and the words becoming more intense, the expressions of many Fengyue Sect disciples changed slightly.
If this group of independent cultivators really rushed forward, Senior Brother Wan alone would not be able to protect everyone.
Moreover, Senior Brother had set up a death formation at the city gate, and it would take at least fifteen breaths for Senior Brother Wan to break it by himself. How could he possibly risk his life to protect them?
"quiet!"
Wan Lingmo suddenly shouted, suppressing the noise in the arena.
After his trip, he seemed to have calmed down considerably. After the voices of the wandering cultivators died down, he continued in a deep voice, "Don't panic, everyone. I'm willing to give you three days. If Fengyue Sect still can't catch the murderer within three days, I will open the city gate formation and let you go. This time, my word is as good as gold, and I will not break it!"
Three days wasn't a long time, and the independent cultivators didn't want to risk their lives. After weighing the pros and cons, someone immediately responded, "Master Wan, we'll wait another three days."
"If you don't let us go after three days, even though we are casual cultivators with low cultivation levels, we won't allow ourselves to be bullied!"
“Let’s go, let’s go…”
Soon, the wandering cultivators dispersed in groups of three or five.
After everyone left, the Fengyue Sect disciples who were full of anger could no longer hold back.
"A bunch of rabble, do you really think you are important?!"
"If it weren't for the Xuanwang City formation, Senior Brother would have slaughtered them all long ago. How could they have the chance to act so recklessly?"
"That's just too much."
"Shut up, everyone!"
Wan Lingmo shouted coldly, and the Fengyue Sect disciples immediately fell silent.
Seeing this, Wan Lingmo softened his tone, "I will seek justice for you. Now, block all the intersections and don't let anyone get close to the city gate."
At this point, his eyes narrowed slightly, a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes, "I want to change the formation."
…
After Xiang Sheng and the others returned to the earthen building, the atmosphere among the four of them fell into a brief awkwardness and silence for a while.
Finally, it was Xiaoyue who broke the silence. She pulled Xiang Sheng to sit down and asked cautiously, "Sister Chen, tonight...are you going out?"
Xiang Sheng glanced at her, smiled and nodded.
Xiaoyue's face suddenly showed obvious anxiety. "But... Wan Lingmo will definitely keep an eye on you. Besides, it was very cold last night. I think the sky is also dark today. It's likely to snow heavily. It's easy to leave traces when walking. My uncle..."
"No problem."
Xiang Sheng's expression remained gentle, but his words carried an air of unquestionable determination. "Do your best and leave the rest to fate. I know my own limitations. I have so many enemies, and I can't kill them all. So, I can only kill as many as I can while the city gates are still open, and that's it..."
Xiang Sheng paused at this point, then lowered his voice, "This can be considered as fulfilling his wish before he died."
Xiaoyue's face turned pale. "You mean, my uncle has already..."
Xiang Sheng pursed his lips and nodded slightly.
Xiaoyue's lips trembled, and two lines of tears suddenly burst out.
It turned out that she was already alone.
The middle-aged casual cultivator sighed heavily and signaled with his eyes.
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