Everyone in the hall was shocked.
Yet the scene before them was unexpected, but somehow still made sense.
If Chu Huai Xu had put up no resistance and been completely suppressed, that would have seemed even less reasonable.
They had observed him for so long that they had come to understand his temperament to some extent.
Unfortunately.
"Ah!" Nangong Yue was the first to show her reluctance, letting out a long sigh.
Enforcement Elder Lu Pan spoke up. "Such terrifying spiritual pressure would kill ordinary low-rank cultivators instantly!"
Hearing this, worry flickered in Li Chunsong's eyes.
Please don't let anything go wrong.
He had a very favorable impression of Chu Huai Xu and admired the young man.
Besides, the Dao Sect believed in karmic fate.
Though he had gone down the mountain to bring someone back at Junior Uncle's request, he was the one who had brought Chu Huai Xu back, after all.
"Everyone, please stay calm." Xiang Yan raised a hand and pressed it down.
He continued, "When we were in the Purple Bamboo Forest, we all entered his Sea of Consciousness. We know perfectly well how unusual that little sword inside it is."
"Even Junior Sister was jolted out of his Sea of Consciousness by that little black sword when she was caught off guard."
"You all know that the sword has been locked on the mountain for a thousand years."
"Dao Ancestor placed so many Restrictions on it. It needs a Sword Attendant."
"So its purpose is only to tame Chu Huai Xu, not to kill him."
Everyone nodded at his words.
For now, all they could do was watch and wait.
Elsewhere, in the Inner Sect's Purple Bamboo Forest.
The slender Daoist nun, dressed in a robe, still sat high atop the boulder, facing the cliff