Cui Longxiang was dead...
Weng Xuanshan fell silent for a moment.
He was well aware that after Judgment Underworld Lord had mysteriously vanished upon encountering that Black Nether Ship in the depths of the Bitter Sea, the ancient Cui Clan's circumstances had become turbulent.
It was not quite sunset over the western hills, but they no longer had the confidence to intimidate all corners.
Like on the night of the recent Ten Thousand Lanterns Festival, the ancient Cui Clan had suffered a great disaster.
Though they had ultimately turned danger into safety, everyone knew that without Cui Longxiang holding down the fort, the Cui Family would find it difficult to preserve its prestige as one of the top powers.
Second Elder of Night Demon Mountain Wei Jingkui's words undoubtedly confirmed this point as well.
"That Miss Cui is Cui Chang'an's daughter. If your Night Demon Mountain goes too far, disaster will eventually come knocking."
Weng Xuanshan considered his words. "Besides, When to Return City is a place where fish and dragons mingle, gathering powerhouses from countless factions across the world. Even if you seal off the Dao field today, I fear you will not be able to keep this matter hidden."
Wei Jingkui smiled. "Fellow Daoist need not worry. Since Night Demon Mountain dares to do this, we naturally are not afraid of the Cui Family coming to make trouble."
After a pause, he said, "For today's matter, fellow Daoist need only serve as a witness and prove that this duel was fair. That will be enough."
Weng Xuanshan nodded.
In the distant Martial Arts Arena, Cui Jingyan's situation was becoming increasingly dire.
The rings of Black Demon Spirit Lock power, rippling like waves, were like incomparably vicious whips, tearing through her defenses and leaving bloody wounds across her body.