By this point, most disciples of the Xuanqing Sect had accepted Zhang Guangmu's explanation and believed that the formless, invisible Outer-Realm Demons truly existed.
Actually, this was already enough.
But Zhang Guangmu pursued perfection, striving to do the best she could.
Even if perfection was impossible, she still had to do her utmost.
Thus, Zhang Guangmu waved her hand lightly, and a piece of jade rose into the air, suddenly appearing before the many disciples of the Taiqing Sect.
Buzz!
Brilliant rainbow light flashed, and countless waves and particles gathered before the jade like paper fibers.
In the blink of an eye, the light transformed and billowed, becoming one dynamic light screen after another.
With a calm tone and a composed expression, Zhang Guangmu said, "While I was wandering through the Xuan Yan Realm in spirit, my thoughts swept across heaven and earth, and I discovered quite a few interesting things. So I directly recorded them with the Sound-Recording Jade."
Everyone's eyes burned brightly as their gazes shifted between the light screens and the Taiqing Four Elders.
"I trust Little Guang's character and reputation."
"This Sound-Recording Jade has not been tampered with. The contents are genuine and credible."
The Sect Master, Sword Daoist, Yuanyangzi, and Temple Granny either tacitly agreed or spoke up to express their positions.
Thus, regardless of what thoughts the people of Taiqing harbored, they could only hold their breath, gather their concentration, and quietly watch what appeared within the Sound-Recording Jade.
Before the people of Taiqing, a dynamic scroll unfolded.
The protagonist of the scene was a male cultivator.
He had originally been cultivating peacefully, his expression tranquil, his bearing refined, and his spiritual power steady. Yet for some unknown reason, he suddenly opened both eyes wide, and his expression turned savage.
He gnashed his teeth,