Spirit of Reincarnation II

BOOM!!!

A streak of white light suddenly exploded within the cave.

In an instant, Daoist Huan Shan sheathed his sword and seized White Pine Seed by the throat with one hand, subduing him.

"Immortal Elder, please show mercy!" At that moment, three figures swiftly rushed in from outside the cave.

The one in front was none other than Long Hezhi, Sect Leader of Pure Crane Dao.

The sight of Daoist Huan Shan gripping White Pine Seed's neck with one hand made their hearts pound in terror.

"Immortal Elder may not know this, but Crane King Cave has been passed down through our daoist lineage. It is the guardian divine beast of Pure Crane Dao." Long Hezhi stepped forward and explained through clenched teeth, hoping the other party would spare them for the sake of their shared daoist lineage.

"Pure Crane Dao?" Daoist Huan Shan paused. "A nameless little sect like yours could be wiped out with a flip of my hand, yet you dare wade into these muddy waters?"

"Immortal Elder, where mercy can be given, mercy should be given. Though Pure Crane Dao is no great daoist sect, some of our ancestral masters and elders traveled afar and never returned. Should word spread and reach the ears of our Pure Crane Dao ancestors..." Long Hezhi urged anxiously.

"Hahahaha! A tiny sect like yours—even if I gave you ten thousand years, what level of expert could you possibly produce? And what if word does spread?

Go ahead and spread it. Let me see what great expert your Pure Crane Dao can produce to trouble me, Huan Shan!" Daoist Huan Shan burst into laughter.

Long Hezhi's face flushed crimson. Cultivators might perfect their minds, but they valued their dignity above all else. This man was openly looking down not only on