Hearing this, the leader of the Yushui Sect secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly assured: "Don't worry, Sect Leader Zhan, there will definitely not be a next time." How could he dare to have a next time? The price he paid this time was already heartbreaking for him.
"Yeah." Zhan Yihan nodded slightly, stood up and walked out the door.
"Do you think that the Yu Shui Sect is a place where you can come and go as you please?" A majestic voice came from outside the door.
Zhan Yihan and the leader of the Yushui Sect looked at the same time, and saw a middle-aged man in a white robe, exuding a powerful aura, walking in from outside.
"Grandmaster!" The Master of the Yushui Sect saluted the newcomer. He was feeling a bit conflicted, not knowing whether Zhan Yihan or the Grandmaster was stronger.
The Grand Master snorted coldly and looked at Zhan Yihan with a hint of disdain in his eyes. "How dare a mere late-stage Supreme Immortal be so arrogant? Take out your storage rings and crawl out like a dog, or else don't blame me for being rude."
Zhan Yihan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eagle-like sharp eyes exuded a chill that penetrated his bones.
"Grandmaster, he's the master of Fengtian Sect, a ninth-level immortal formation master." Sensing Zhan Yihan's rage, the Master of Yushui Sect's heart trembled slightly, and he warned from the side. He was worried that things would get out of control.
"No wonder you're so arrogant, but so what?" The Grand Master sneered. Would he even take seriously a sect he'd never heard of?
Even if the other party was a ninth-level immortal formation master, so what? Doesn't it take time to set up the formation? While the other party was setting up the formation, he would have already destroyed the other party.
The other party's cultivation was only at the late stage of the Upper Immortal Realm, while he was already at the early stage of the Immortal Lord Realm. Although his cultivation was only one level higher than the other party's, it was an insurmountable gap.
"You can try," Zhan Yi said coldly. He had originally wanted to let the Water Controlling Sect off once, but now it seemed unnecessary.
"Master Supreme, Fengtian Sect is..." The Master of Yushui Sect wanted to tell the Master Supreme that Fengtian Sect was the original Qingliu Sect, but was interrupted by the Master Supreme with a wave of his hand.
"Then I'd like to see it for myself." As he spoke, the Supreme Sect Master gave a sinister smile and raised his hand to summon his own magical weapon, a redbud gourd. This gourd was no ordinary one; he had found it in an ancient immortal site. As soon as he opened the purple-gold gourd, even the strongest opponent would be sucked into it, ultimately reducing it to a pool of blood, which would become nutrients for the gourd.
He has been in seclusion for a year, which means that this Bauhinia gourd has not been opened for a year. Today is a good day to open his gourd and eat some meat.
Zhan Yihan saw the gourd and felt a sense of danger. He took a few steps back and drew his Xuanyuan Sword. The gourd was not simple, so he had to make a quick decision.
Seeing the Grand Elder offering the Bauhinia Gourd, the Master of the Yushui Sect smiled with surprise. How could he have forgotten that the Grand Elder had the Bauhinia Gourd? The Bauhinia Gourd was no ordinary gourd; it was an ancient artifact. If Zhan Yihan was sucked into the Bauhinia Gourd, he would be doomed.
Seeing the Xuanyuan Sword in Zhan Yihan's hand, the Supreme Sect Master's eyes lit up. Once he sucked him into the Bauhinia Gourd, the Xuanyuan Sword would be his.
Thinking of this, he no longer waited and released a trace of spiritual power to activate the Bauhinia Gourd.
As the lid of the Bauhinia gourd was opened, a powerful suction force was released from the Bauhinia gourd.
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