"Fan Taiqian? Young Friend Fan, please withdraw these Six Paths Immortal Soldiers. Let us all stop and discuss things calmly, how about it?" The young man called Uncle Naihe looked at me, rubbed his nose, then glanced at the Bloodfury Lotus beneath my feet. He nodded, and in the next instant blocked the group attacking us!
The three Dao-Proving Transformation Realm experts saw an immortal cultivator of the same rank arrive and knew it would be difficult to continue fighting, so they immediately stopped. They merely attacked the Dao Ghosts closing in, ensuring that no Dao Ghosts continued attacking around them.
"Disperse!" I said in a low voice. The hundred-plus Dao Ghosts stopped attacking and immediately began retreating, surrounding them in the center. In this way, a balance formed between the two sides.
"Very good. Fellow Daoists, please calm down as well. Whatever the matter is, let us stop for now and explain things to each other, so as to avoid further needless conflict. How about it?" The young man possessed an air of refinement, and his words carried considerable authority. Anyone hearing him could tell that he was accustomed to giving orders, and obeying him did not feel abrupt in the slightest.
The three Dao-Proving Transformation Realm experts—one old and two young—soon retreated as well, shielding the dozen or so Dao-Proving Initial Realm immortal cultivators behind them. They still could not entirely believe our side of the story. After all, there were so many Dao Ghosts, each one comparable to a Dao-Proving Initial Realm expert, and with the Blood Garments covering the area, their presence was absolutely no less imposing than a Dao-Proving army.
"May I ask who you are, Fellow Daoist? And which force do you belong to in this place?" the old man at the head quickly