"That goes without saying. Fellow Daoist Qian may have spoken those harsh words in a fit of anger, but I, Yan Shanshi, cannot possibly do such a thing." An awkward, unpleasant expression appeared on Yan Shanshi's face, while the people from the Northern Immortal Alliance all looked somewhat gloomy and indignant. They probably hadn't expected so many people to suddenly show up this time, had they?
The challenge hadn't lasted long, yet it had stirred up several major Immortal Alliances living near the island, drawing them all to watch. I didn't know who had put so much thought into this, but it was definitely someone from my side. Lü Yisan was naturally the most likely candidate.
"Brother Lü, this couldn't have been your doing, could it? With so many people here, the Northern Immortal Alliance is probably vomiting blood," I said with a laugh.
"How could it be me? I just came back from outside." Lü Yisan didn't admit to anything. I bitterly racked my brains, unable to figure it out, but then again, each Immortal Alliance had its own channels for gathering information. They could always accomplish the unimaginable when everyone else thought something was impossible.
The people from the Central Immortal Alliance all frowned after hearing this, and their impression of me naturally plummeted beyond imagination. However, the leading elder who hadn't come earlier floated out and said, "You can rest assured, Fellow Daoist Qian merely found it difficult to accept his defeat and angrily left the immortal island. Afterward, having thought it over, he felt things had not reached that point, so he returned to the alliance under the escort of several fellow daoists."
"Oh? May I ask who you are? Can you guarantee what you're saying?" I looked at the old man with unconcealed suspicion. The