Inside the side hall, the atmosphere was solemn.
Xu Yingyi's resounding words stirred the guts and sense of honor of the cultivators present.
Although they were currently in the Western Heaven Buddhist Domain, and their opponent was the powerful Western Regions Buddhist Sect, when it came to their sects' honor, not a single cultivator was willing to bend the knee and bow his head.
"Well said!"
"That's right, we absolutely can't stand for this!"
"Let's fight those monks!"
"Senior Brother Xu, just tell us what we should do!"
"Right!"
The cultivators all spoke up, voicing their support for Xu Yingyi.
"Senior Brother Xu."
At that moment, Yan Xixi of the Tianqin Sect asked, "You have represented the Canglan Sect on many visits to the Western Regions. Have you encountered anything like this before?"
Everyone suddenly fell silent, and all eyes turned to Xu Yingyi.
Xu Yingyi furrowed his brow, then shook his head. "No."
In Xu Yingyi's memory, the Buddhist Sect giving their ceremonial representatives a show of force had never happened before.
It had never occurred in the past.
Although the Daoist Sect and the Buddhist Sect had always been at odds, the former was strong while the latter was weak. No matter how weak the ceremonial representatives were, they still represented numerous great sects, not people the Buddhist Sect could casually offend.
Thus, whenever Xu Yingyi had come to the Western Regions before, he had received treatment entirely befitting his status.
Only after Yan Xixi's reminder did Xu Yingyi abruptly realize—something about this did not smell right!
What had happened in the square earlier—was it the intention of the upper echelons of the Western Regions Buddhist Sect, or merely some filthy scheme concocted by Xuan Yuan Temple on its own initiative?
Xu Yingyi knew that the Western Regions