"Fellow Daoist Zhang, Young Friend Xia, everyone, calm down. We haven't even discussed the matter yet, and you've already started fighting. If something goes wrong, how are we supposed to continue negotiations later? Your tribulation is unstable right now! Do you really want me to bring Sect Master Qingcheng over?" He Suoneng said worriedly. He knew why I had just dragged Zhang Yang out of seclusion. Under normal circumstances, let alone touch me, he wouldn't even have been able to get close. I would have run off without a trace long ago.
Of course, he certainly did not mean that Zhang Yang would let me off just because of this. After all, that old fellow had already unleashed his sword technique, apparently convinced that I was doomed to lose. Suo Quan shook his head and sent me a voice transmission: "Young Friend Xia, just admit your mistake and this will be over. Zhang Yang is a renowned killing god of the Lingyue Sect. He became famous among the other sects when he was young precisely because of that fierce, murderous drive. Your cultivation is unstable, and you've even summoned the Toad Immortal to fight him. Aren't you courting death?"
I ignored him completely. I immediately switched to the second meridian, drew the Ghost Staff, summoned five purple ghosts, donned a layer of Blood Robes, and sent them rushing toward Zhang Yang!
The Ghost Staff had previously feasted on the ghostly energy of the gemstones. Even when I recalled the six purple ghosts, quite a bit had been wasted and could not be recovered. This time, when I summoned them, all of them actually emerged at once. With the Blood Robes' enhancement, even at the level of a near-Eighth Tribulation, they were more than enough to harass the opponent and disrupt