Liu Canglan pressed a hand to his sword hilt, his face troubled.
Though he was in the Viscera Refining Realm, he had once been the deputy sect master of the Bitao Sect.
As a veteran Viscera Refining expert, his cultivation was only stronger than that of Tie Hengshan, who had only just broken through.
In fact, this reckless brute who had just entered Viscera Refining would not even last three moves against him.
But he could not make a move.
The Bitao Sect's cultivation arts had distinctive traits.
Once he fully activated his true essence, the water-attributed characteristics of Bitao True Qi would be far too obvious.
So long as there was anyone present with even a little knowledge, they would be able to recognize his origins.
After all, Wei Ping, the Bitao Sect Master, was still searching for his missing deputy sect master.
If he exposed his identity, not only would he die without a burial place, he would also bring great trouble upon Wang Yuan.
So he could only suppress his cultivation.
The two deathsworn warriors beside him had already drawn their blades, but more than twenty people on the opposite side advanced step by step. No matter how sharp their blades were, they could not hold back sheer numbers.
"Liu, are you moving aside or not?"
Tie Hengshan stepped onto the central courtyard's stone steps, fully unleashing the force of the Early-stage Organ Refining. A heavy pressure of Vital Blood surged directly toward Liu Canglan.
Liu Canglan let out a muffled grunt and was forced back half a step by that force, feigning injury.
"Tie Hengshan, today you barged into our sect and bullied our disciples. This debt..."
"Debt?"
Tie Hengshan threw back his head and laughed, his voice shaking the front hall.
"Talk about debts after