Old Man Bakou frowned and raised a hand in an incantation.
The thorns around him instantly transformed into spiritual light and merged into his body.
At the same time, the right half of his face swiftly returned to normal.
He rose to his feet, flashed forward, and arrived outside the cave abode.
In midair, a burly, thick-browed man standing eight feet tall and clad in jade armor stood with his arms folded, coldly eyeing Old Man Bakou as he appeared before him.
"True Person Ningyu, have you gone mad? What are you doing at my Shangyun Sect?" Old Man Bakou's face darkened as he questioned him directly.
"And you dare ask! My personal disciple was killed in River City. When I arrived, I discovered that your subordinate was responsible! You must give me an explanation for this!" True Person Ningyu's face was livid as he glared furiously and pointed at Old Man Bakou.
"My subordinate? Who exactly was it? If such a thing happened, I will certainly give you an explanation." Old Man Bakou frowned deeply and spoke in a low voice.
"The murderer was already slain by me. How would I know his name?" True Person Ningyu snorted coldly.
"So, you have no evidence whatsoever, yet merely on the strength of empty words, you accuse my subordinate of killing your disciple? Ningyu, you are going too far in bullying others!" Old Man Bakou sneered.
Just then, a clear female voice suddenly rang out. "I advise Fellow Daoist Bakou not to act rashly. Give Ningyu a proper explanation. Otherwise, I will have to uphold justice."
Everyone followed the voice and saw a female cultivator in robes redder than fire, valiant and dashing, slowly reveal herself beside True Person Ningyu.
It was Fairy Zhiyan of Qifeng Valley.
The instant Old Man