Chun Jun Ancestor

"Daoist Brother Qing Qiu, y-you... what do you mean by this? There must be some other misunderstanding between us. Release this old man at once!" Zhao Menghan shouted in alarm and fury.

At this moment, his head, chest and abdomen, and Dantian beneath his navel were each deeply pierced by glittering golden ox-hair needles. Both his mana and Nascent Soul were sealed by the needles, their circulation completely frozen.

Daoist Qing Qiu's face was as dark as water. He suddenly sighed. "Alas, a misunderstanding? Perhaps! Daoist Friend Zhao need not panic. If you honestly answer three questions for me, then once I am done asking them, I will naturally see you politely out of our territory!"

As he spoke, three streaks of light swept down from above the sea of clouds. In an instant, they landed upon the white jade platform where the two stood, revealing three extraordinary-looking old Daoists.

The instant Zhao Menghan saw the three, his heart jolted violently. He could not help crying out, "Qing Yuan, Qing Jue, Bai Lin! You three actually came as well. What Virtue and Ability does this old man possess—"

"Hmph!"

Before he could finish, a cold snort cut him off.

"Senior Brother Qing Qiu, has this fellow confessed?" The speaker was Daoist Qing Yuan, whose cultivation had already reached the sixth level of the Nascent Soul Realm. A thousand years ago, he had made a formidable name for himself in the Spring Birth World.

"You three junior brothers have come at just the right time. Why not join me in questioning this man?" Though Daoist Qing Qiu was somewhat displeased, he revealed a faint smile on the surface, his tone exceedingly gentle.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Menghan's heart sank sharply.

Yet at that moment, a steady voice suddenly sounded within his