My heart jolted when I saw the old man. Wasn't this Fan Yang, who had once joined Tian Youdong in cornering me? The old bastard had fled fast enough when he saw the Blood Cloud Coffin back then, yet here he was, stirring up trouble again.
"Heh, isn't that just the way of it? Our Qingxu Dao lost more than half our people over this affair with the demonic sects. Now that you think we're no longer useful, you want to cast us aside. That's exactly how people like you operate!" an elderly woman said coldly. I took a closer look. Sure enough, she was Lü Gongfeng of Qingxu Dao, another member of Tian Youdong's clique.
"Spare us the sneering. Qingxu Dao colluded with the demonic Tianzun Dao, plotting something shady with them in the underworld from that abandoned village near Hengdaohezi. We have witnesses and material evidence. We kept quiet out of respect for Qingxu Dao's past contributions to the Daoist community, yet now you keep obstructing decisions jointly made by the Daoist sects of all four regions. Must we expose this before you'll finally stop?" Shen Bingying had a fiery temper. Unable to hold back, she snapped straight at them.
Fan Yang and Lü Gongfeng were struck speechless, but they still refused to accept it. After all, neither had witnessed any of this! Yet the disciples' reaction was enough to chill their hearts—not a single one spoke up in their defense!
"Fu Qingyun destroyed his own son's soul with a single sword strike. That deception might fool ordinary disciples. They couldn't tell what happened and assumed Sect Leader Xia had pulled a switch. But do you think all of us elders are blind?" Sun Xinping brought up what he had witnessed earlier. Killing his own son was proof