"My disciple is incompetent and has brought shame to Master. Please punish me." Nangong Zhiyuan's pale face became even paler after he was injured. He did not dare to argue, but bowed his head deeply and said with shame.
Seeing that he was seriously injured, the elder did not scold him anymore. He threw a bottle of elixir over and came to Mo Tianchen, saying coldly: "You are so bold that you dared to hurt people outside the gate of my Wuji Immortal Palace, and the one you hurt was my Wuji Immortal Palace disciple!" As
he spoke, a huge aura burst out from him. Everyone felt that their bodies sank, as if they were pressed by an invisible mountain, which made it difficult for them to breathe, and even the spiritual power in their bodies stagnated.
What a strong strength! Everyone was even more shocked.
"It's just a competition. Is it a great sin for others to compete with your Wuji Immortal Palace disciples?" Mo Tianchen was not afraid.
"Competition?" The elder of Wuji Immortal Palace looked at the dozen disciples in confusion, obviously not knowing the cause and effect.
"Grand Elder, this is what happened..." A young disciple stepped forward and told the story of Nangong Zhiyuan's initiative to challenge Mo Tianchen, but was defeated miserably.
In front of so many people, he did not dare to confuse right and wrong.
Hearing his impartial explanation, the people around secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Judging from this situation, the great elder of Wuji Immortal Palace clearly wanted to support his disciple.
If Nangong Zhiyuan had a fight with Mo Tianchen for other reasons, he could still make excuses even if he was not right.
But Nangong Zhiyuan took the initiative to challenge Mo Tianchen in the name of sparring, and he could not find a reason to stand up for his disciple.
Today's matter can only be left unresolved.
But this time, they were obviously wrong.
"Haha, sparring? Tianqing Sect is just a newly established immortal sect. What qualifications does he have to spar with my disciples of Wuji Immortal Palace?" After listening to the disciple's explanation, the great elder of Wuji Immortal Palace sneered.
After saying that, without waiting for others to speak, he said to Mo Tianchen with a stern face: "You dare to bully my Wuji Immortal Palace. If I don't teach you a lesson today, who in Tiancang Continent will take my Wuji Immortal Palace seriously!"
Hearing his words, everyone was stunned.
Cultivators compete fairly, and no matter whether they win or lose, life or death, they cannot be held accountable afterwards. This has been the rule of the cultivation world since ancient times.
In order to support his disciples, the great elder of Wuji Immortal Palace even ignored the most basic rules.
I thought Pang Henian was protective enough, but I didn't expect that this great elder was even more protective than him.
Gu Qingxi, Chu Yunxian and others didn't expect that the great elder of Wuji Immortal Palace would protect his shortcomings to this extent. Unexpectedly, the seven brothers and sisters grasped the hilts of their swords.
"Could it be that you really dare to be enemies with my Wuji Immortal Palace?" Their actions did not hide the eyes of the great elder. His sharp eyes swept across the faces of Gu Qingxi, Chu Yunxian and others, and he snorted again.
Behind him, more than ten disciples of the Immortal Palace drew their swords at the same time and surrounded the group of people from the Tianqing Sect.
Gu Qingxi and others would certainly not show weakness, and they also drew their swords at the same time.
The two sides were on the verge of a fight, and the atmosphere became even more dull and depressing.
Fearing that they would be implicated, the people around retreated again, and their eyes were full of worry when they looked at Mo Tianchen and others.
Although Mo Tianchen was much stronger than they expected, and these disciples under his door were by no means weak, how could they possibly compete with such a behemoth as the Wuji Immortal Palace?
"Grand Elder, we are all cultivators, and today is the trial period of the Wuji Immortal Palace. Why should we get hurt for such a small matter..." Yuwen Dingtian was also worried and couldn't help but persuade him.
Before he finished speaking, he saw the great elder raised his eyebrows, and his knife-like eyes pierced straight at him.
Yuwen Dingtian's heart suddenly palpitated, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say the two words "harmony" at the end.
Even the head of the Yuwen family, one of the four great demon cultivation families, was like this, so of course the others dared not speak out.
"So the Wuji Immortal Palace is just like this." At this time, Ye Wuchen shook his head and said disappointedly.
"What did you say!" The elder thought that no one would dare to speak under his pressure, but he didn't expect that there was still someone who was not afraid of death. He was furious when he heard the words.
The spiritual power emanated from his body, and his aura became stronger. Yuwen Dingtian and others couldn't help but take a few steps back. When they stopped, they found that their legs were trembling slightly.
"I thought the Wuji Immortal Sect was transcendent, but now it seems that it is no different from those sects and families that bully the weak and bully others." Ye Wuchen's expression did not change.
Looking at the elder and the disciples of the Immortal Palace around him, in addition to disappointment, there was more contempt in his eyes.
"How dare you, who are you? It's not your turn to comment on the affairs of my Wuji Immortal Palace." Hearing this, the elder was even more angry, and the dozen disciples of the Immortal Palace also looked angry.
The other cultivators looked at Ye Wuchen with a look of shock.
Who is this young man? How dare he say anything about Wuji Immortal Palace?
The Great Elder of the Immortal Palace, regardless of his status, was so protective of his shortcomings. It was indeed despicable. If he really couldn't bear it, it would be reasonable for him to complain a few words, but he was not talking about the Great Elder, but the entire Wuji Immortal Palace.
Didn't he see that the Immortal Mountain and the Immortal Palace were right behind him? Wasn't he afraid of angering others and a group of Immortal Palace disciples rushing out to cut him into pieces?
Yuwen Dingtian and others recognized Ye Wuchen, but they only knew his name, but didn't know his identity and origin, let alone his strength (there was no way, with those six sister-loving demons around, he had no chance to make a move).
Hearing Ye Wuchen's words and seeing his contemptuous eyes, Yuwen Dingtian was so scared that his face changed drastically.
There were even many people who secretly thanked themselves: Fortunately, they had never spoken to him before and had no friendship at all, otherwise they would have been killed by him today.
"Is Wuji Immortal Palace so great?" Suddenly, a sarcastic sneer sounded, and a man came flying with a sword surrounded by dozens of subordinates.
The man had not arrived yet, but a strong sense of hostility had already spread like a dark cloud.
"Mu Qiran, why is he here too!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed.
The man in the lead was the lord of Chaoxi City, Mu Qiran.
As everyone knows, Chaoxi City is also the largest black market in Tiancang Continent.
Since it is a black market, of course, it does shady business, which should be unacceptable to the world of cultivation.
But Chaoxi City can establish itself in Tiancang Continent openly, and no matter whether it is the immortal sect or the demon sect, it has to give it three points, so its strength is naturally beyond doubt.
However, as the city lord, Mu Qinran is both good and evil. He is neither a disciple of the immortal sect nor a demon. He almost never participates in disputes between cultivators. Why did he come to Wuji Immortal Palace today?
"Mu Qinran, what are you doing here?" The elder's pupils shrank.
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