"Sect Master Yan, that pitch-black area in the center is the monster's lair. We should stay away from it."
An elder who had flown over with difficulty tried to persuade him while holding his nose.
Yan Huailiu responded without any movement.
The elder wanted to say something else, but saw Yan Huailiu raise his hand to signal him to be quiet.
Helplessly, he could only step back a few steps and stare at the location of the cave cautiously.
The spiritual power below is still being transmitted.
With the participation of Palace Master Murong and those elders, the originally dim formation diagram began to brighten.
Yan Huailiu flew a little higher, and his vision became wider.
Looking down from here, the entire Xuanyue Palace is surrounded by formations.
The winding and swirling magic circle with tiny flashes of light looked very much like the veins of the human body.
Below, Palace Master Murong's face flushed crimson, and someone beside him began to persuade him.
"Palace Master, you don't need to accompany us. Save your energy. We'll still have to rely on your command from now on!"
Palace Master Murong's veins bulged. "It's already this late, and you're still giving orders! It wasn't like this a couple of days ago, how come it's gotten so serious again? How many times have we rioted?"
After a long silence, a very soft voice sounded beside me.
"Actually, it took seven times, from morning till night, without stopping. All the disciples took turns fighting, but they could only barely suppress it in the cave."
"Then you lied to me three times! Day after day, is that interesting?" Palace Master Murong roared, extremely angry.
The elder next to him sighed, "Palace Master, I really don't want to worry you too much, but we have carefully considered the situation. If there is no improvement today, then... there is no need for us to stay."
Palace Master Murong had a stern face and said nothing.
"Palace Master, we made a private decision and asked some disciples to pack up and leave."
"If we can't suppress it today, we'll have no choice but to abandon this place and find another way out."
Feeling his spiritual power draining away bit by bit, Palace Master Murong's eyes turned red.
"That's easy to say, but if we leave, what will happen to the people around here? If that monster comes out and commits evil, all of it will be blamed on us at Xuanyue Palace. How will we find another way out?"
The elder closest to him was forced to withdraw his spiritual power, coughed while covering his chest, and explained patiently.
"Just abandon the Xuanyue Palace, use the entire Xuanyue Palace's formation as a guide, redraw a few layers of suppression formation on it, expand the range and suppress it again."
"This seal will gradually wear away the monster's vitality, preventing it from appearing again."
Palace Master Murong seemed to have thought of something and suddenly turned around to look at the elders beside him: "You, you guys are not..."
The others smiled and nodded at him, looking calm.
"We old bones have been under the protection of Xuanyue Palace for so many years, we should give something in return, right?"
"Yes, Palace Master, don't worry. You can take the Young Palace Master to find another good place and start over."
"If all else fails, we can ask the Yuxu Sect for help. They shouldn't make things difficult for us because of what Jade Purity did to us back then."
Palace Master Murong gritted his teeth and said, "No! I won't allow you to make decisions on your own! A mere monster isn't worth so many people risking their lives. Yuxu Sect..."
He suddenly looked up at Yan Huailiu's position and said, "Yes, Yuxu Sect, don't underestimate Sect Master Yan. He is even more powerful than the Jade Purity Immortal back then! Since he can follow us here, he must have a solution!"
A group of elders sighed: "Let's hope..."
Gu Xingyun, who had been hiding not far away, frowned and looked at the sky without blinking.
The ground shook for a moment, and a deafening roar was heard.
The figure in the air seemed to sway a few times, as if it was about to fall.
Gu Xingyun's pupils suddenly shrank, and Zhuiyue immediately appeared in his hand.
Just as he was about to go up, someone grabbed his body and covered his mouth.
Gu Xingyun reacted quickly and turned his hand to stab the person behind him.
"Don't move, don't go over there, it's me."
The long sword stopped at the moment it was about to pierce human flesh.
Gu Xingyun pushed away the hand that was blocking his face: "What are you doing?"
Murong Xuanlang glanced at the position in the air before continuing to explain.
"Sect Master Yan will be safe. Don't go over and join in the fun. The demonic energy there is too dense. You can't withstand it with your level of cultivation."
"Also, this is considered a forbidden area of Xuanyue Palace. Father probably didn't ask you to come here with him. Go back quickly."
Murong Xuanlang pointed behind him and said, "Go straight from here and don't look back."
"Thank you for your concern, but my master is still here, and I won't go back."
After answering, Gu Xingyun continued to look at Yan Huailiu's position, and only felt relieved after confirming that he was not in any danger.
"Xingyun...you and Sect Master Yan, are you serious?" Murong Xuanlang asked in a low voice.
"Yes." Gu Xingyun answered decisively, as if he didn't notice that something was wrong with his friend, and asked another question.
"What on earth is locked up in here? Why are your father and those people so nervous?"
There was no intention of greeting at all.
Murong Xuanlang took a deep breath, suppressed his inappropriate emotions, and his expression became a little more serious.
"The monsters, which are almost at the Spiritual Transformation stage, have been suppressed here since the establishment of Xuanyue Palace. They have been rioting severely recently, so I had no choice but to seek help from Sect Master Yan."
Gu Xingyun held Zhuiyue tightly and said, "You guys can't solve the problem, so you throw it to my master?"
Hearing the accusatory tone in his words, Murong Xuanlang quickly explained: "No, I'm just asking for help. Looking at the entire cultivation world, only Sect Master Yan has the ability to do this..."
"Father and the others have also developed several feasible plans. They have no intention of directly handing it over to Sect Master Yan to solve."
The ground shook a few more times, completely shattering the two people's idea of chatting.
Murong Xuanlang could no longer care about anything else and only said, "It's really dangerous here, go back quickly!"
He hurriedly ran towards Palace Master Murong.
With the protective spell cast by Yan Huailiu on his body, Gu Xingyun did not feel any other discomfort except for a moment of dizziness in his head.
He moved to a place with a better view, and took advantage of the trees to look carefully at the person in the air.
The moment the fishy smell came out of the cave, Yan Huailiu had already set up several layers of barriers around himself, but he still smelled it a little.
The elder below was even worse off. He was unable to dodge and was almost vomited by the smoke. His old face turned pale and he was forced to fly down.
Yan Huailiu's attention was not on him at all, he just looked at the cave entrance with distorted features.
"Ah... I can see my teeth, it's a bit disgusting... This tastes like a rotten egg that's been pickled for ten years mixed with stinky tofu and doused in herring sauce. Ugh..."
The meaning of disdain is simply too obvious.
Glancing at a small formation diagram that suddenly lit up due to the infusion of new spiritual energy, Yan Huailiu slapped his thigh fiercely: "I remember now! This is in that unofficial history!"
Surprised but also in disbelief: "Why would Xuanyue Palace do such a thing?"
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