"All cultivators attending the assembly, no one is permitted to leave! Those who disobey will be killed without mercy!"
Someone had died at the Penglai Dharma Assembly, and the deceased was even a descendant of Meng Li, a Penglai Golden Core Grandmaster. Upon discovering this, everyone from the Penglai Sect was enraged.
On the high platform sat an expressionless middle-aged cultivator.
He was Mo Yuan, the Golden Core Grandmaster presiding over this Penglai Dharma Assembly. With something like this happening, Mo Yuan felt he could hardly show his face.
With a High-grade Golden Core like himself overseeing the event, such an incident had still occurred. If he did not get to the bottom of it, where would Penglai's reputation stand?
"What exactly happened?"
The attending cultivators had been gathered in the square below the Jade Building. Many did not know what was going on, and they whispered among themselves, discussing it heatedly.
"Has someone discovered Meng Yuqian's death?"
Du Bai knew perfectly well what had happened, but his expression remained calm. The Great Freedom Demon Lord was an existence who had attained Creation and gained Eternity. The divine abilities within the Demon Lord's jade slip were certainly beyond the ability of these disciples of Penglai to uncover.
As a righteous and renowned sect, Penglai had to follow the rules. They could not possibly come after Du Bai without evidence.
As for beating Meng Yuqian up, had anyone ever seen martial arts destroy a person's soul?
"Whoosh..."
At that moment, a streak of escaping light came whistling in from the horizon. An old man in brocade robes landed on the high platform.
"Senior Brother Mo, Yuqian's death must be answered for!"
Meng Li cupped his hands toward Mo Yuan, then turned toward the cultivators below, his face twisted with fury. "If