"This... wasn't this place supposed to be extremely safe? How..." Hu Zhengfeng exclaimed in shock, then looked around.
Shangguan Qiong's expression changed, but he still calmly said, "Could it be an accident caused by a clash between the Golden Immortal formations? Fellow Daoist Hu, according to our agreement, this time..."
I couldn't help shaking my head at that old man, Shangguan Qiong. But which of these old fellows hadn't come for profit? After all, he had said it himself: he could have stayed in the Nine-Yang Realm, yet he had rushed over with eager eyes. If there were no benefits, who would be willing to come?
Moreover, judging from the situation, Shangguan Qiong and Hu Zhengfeng seemed to have a cooperative relationship involving considerable mutual interests. Otherwise, they wouldn't have started discussing it right away.
I was about to ask a few more questions, but Grandmaster suddenly sat cross-legged and took out a sheet of silver tin foil, spreading it across the ground in an instant.
Seeing Grandmaster, who had concealed himself, silently begin casting a spell, everyone froze. Shangguan Qiong immediately grew displeased. "Why are you casting spells recklessly in my territory? Is this fellow Daoist a friend of Fellow Daoist Hu?"
"No. He's the senior expert who saved me! He's also our hidden agent!" Hu Zhengfeng rolled his eyes at Shangguan Qiong, clearly displeased.
Shangguan Qiong froze on the spot, but before he could react, the clouds in the sky suddenly darkened. A huge, youthful voice crashed down like Mount Tai pressing on their heads. "Shangguan Qiong, you're using that old formation to block me again? Haven't you had enough of the lesson last time?"
"Grand... Grand Elder Monster!?" Shangguan Qiong was horrified, his face turning deathly pale.
I had heard He Naitian mention that Shan Wai Shan