Faced with the crowd's jeers, the dozen or so top-tier Mahayana cultivators who had taken part in the siege and killing of Zou Rui back then all wore calm expressions, their gazes steady. It seemed none of them intended to speak.
Saintly Venerable Shi You, Ancestor Jiao Wei, and Liu Xiangfei, along with the Three Fiends Saintly Venerable and quite a few other top-tier cultivators, grew increasingly curious. They did not know why those who had participated in the battle back then were so tight-lipped about it, unwilling to mention what had happened.
Thoughts flickered through Qin Fengming's mind, but for a moment, he could not guess what everyone was worried about.
"Fellow Daoists, those of us who took part in the siege and killing of Zou Rui back then once swore a blood oath that we could not speak of what happened. Therefore, it would be best if you did not ask. Even if you do, no one will be willing to risk the backlash of the blood oath to tell you. We should focus instead on how to deal with Zou Rui this time."
Holy Lord Nie Po suddenly spoke, his brows slightly furrowed and his tone cold.
The gathered cultivators were stunned. They had not expected that the reason no one mentioned the events of that year was because they had sworn blood oaths. For so many Mahayana cultivators to swear blood oaths, the matter was clearly no simple affair.
Unable to guess what had happened, everyone let the matter drop.
"Since none of you will discuss what happened back then, I wonder if we can draw on the methods we used against Zou Rui that time when facing him now?" Saintly Venerable Shi You asked tentatively, frowning.
"The plan we chose back then was only suitable