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The Yinfire Crows had already been recalled, but the cultivators of the Yellow Springs Killing Dao did not immediately attack. Instead, they formed a half-moon encirclement. I watched them with interest, wanting to know why the Yellow Springs Killing Dao, which usually never appeared and was so obscure that I had barely even heard of it, had suddenly emerged now.
"State prohibition? It did appear several hundred years ago, but its effect in intimidating petty villains was nothing special. Times have changed, however. Our Yellow Springs Sword Dao is the state religion, inheriting the prosperity and flourishing of the Central Continent's Dao lineage. Naturally, we must do everything in our power to help with the chaos in the Central Continent. Soldiers have a soldier's duty to defend their territory, and we will never interfere in that. But if cultivators from surrounding regions interfere in the Central Continent's war, we have the right to fulfill our duty and make cultivators like you, who refuse to follow the rules, abide by the Central Continent's regulations!" said the elder-like cultivator.
"Oh, the state religion? How powerful is it? Where is that old bastard Di Xianchen hiding?" I taunted the elder as I looked at him.
"You dare to call the Dao Lord by name! It seems you don't want to live!" one cultivator roared furiously. The elder, however, merely frowned, his expression turning ugly as he looked at me. "Who exactly are you, sir? If you refuse to say, don't blame us for showing you no mercy!"
"Heh heh, I wonder how you intend to show me no mercy?" I said coldly as I took out the Myriad Crows Gourd and began chanting the incantation.
At once, all the Yellow Springs Killing Dao disciples grew tense. The elder gritted his teeth and