Tsk, "Wouldn't Stoop to Lying"?

Just as he finished speaking, a medicinal herb resembling a lingzhi mushroom fell from the old man's black robe and rolled a few times on the ground, instantly silencing the entire Main Hall.

The black-robed old man's cold smile was still lingering on his lips when a sudden, soft "clack" sound, like a gavel, instantly silenced the surrounding atmosphere.

All eyes instantly shifted from the old man's stiff face to the dark purple Ganoderma lucidum that had fallen from the hem of his robe and was still rolling slightly.

Time seemed to stand still.

The old man, who had just been sternly rebuking the one who "disdained to lie," suddenly seemed to have something stuffed into his throat, unable to utter a single clear syllable.

"Cloud Neon Purple Ganoderma, this medicinal herb can no longer be seen now, it only exists in ancient times. Black Heavenly Venerate, what did you just say? This Valley Master did not hear you very clearly."

Tang Zhen's face was filled with sarcasm as he slowly pointed his finger at the purple Ganoderma lucidum lying quietly on the ground, his voice tinged with disdain.

Tang Zhen had read countless books on medicinal herbs and formulas to help Tang Huo'er with her health, and his understanding of elixirs was no less than that of Seven Rank Alchemist.

"You!"

The black-robed old man, known as the Black Heavenly Venerate, first turned blood red, then his face turned ashen with rage and shame.

A powerful black Dou Qi emanated uncontrollably from his body, like a chilling venomous snake, forcing back the dust on the ground.

The Nirvana Blood Ganoderma, however, remained completely still within the Qi Cyclone, standing out starkly.

"This is not mine!" he practically roared, his voice filled with rage. "Someone framed me! Someone planted this on me!!"

"Hmph!!" A sneer rang out, coming from the same Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan Elder. "You mean someone framed you? What kind of power would it take to secretly 'place' something into the robes of a Dou Zun Expert without anyone noticing?"

"This kind of mysterious and unpredictable ability, even Half-Saint couldn't do it, right? Unless a Dou Sheng personally came, it would be possible, but let alone Dou Sheng, Half-Saint would be enough to sweep everyone here."

"Black Heavenly Venerate, do you think we're all three-year-olds, or are you just getting senile?!"

"You," Black Heavenly Venerate Venerable was covered in black mist, looking furious.

"Old Hei, calm down." The white-robed old man beside Black Heavenly Venerate patted Black Heavenly Venerate's body with his withered hand, suppressing his Dou Qi.

The other powerful figures in the hall also recovered from their shock and exchanged meaningful glances.

"Tsk tsk, 'Disdainful of lying'?" Xiao Yan sneered coldly from the side. He had been hunted down by the Soul Hall people quite a bit during this period. "Caught red-handed, what else is there to say?"

"Young man, you're right. The stuff is still at your feet. You're still trying to make excuses. We've taken everything, leaving you nothing. You have to give us something, or you'll be leaving the Main Hall."

After Xiao Yan finished speaking, faint and elusive voices rose from the crowd, making it impossible to pinpoint their source.

Guided by this voice, shouts of condemnation erupted from the crowd.

Upon hearing these people's shouts, the Black Heavenly Venerate's face darkened even further, and his hands clenched tightly inside his sleeves.

His eyes were fixed on Xiao Yan, but he did not make any rash moves. After all, the other party had the soul of the Venerable Yao. If he used Ghost Possession and was surrounded by people, his Soul Hall members might not be a match for him.

Seeing that the other forces were also watching them with a sinister gaze, White Heavenly Venerate knew he had to clean up the mess and avoid being completely surrounded in order to prevent them from being targeted. Moreover, his Soul Hall's backup plan hadn't arrived yet; he would deal with the people here once it did.

White Heavenly Venerate patted Black Heavenly Venerate on the shoulder and stepped out from the Soul Hall's ranks. If it weren't for the fact that there were so many powerful forces and rivals, these gossipy people would have been turned into part of the Soul Banner long ago.

He also knew that after this medicinal herb appeared, the rumors he had spread were now irrefutable, leaving him no room for denial unless he opened his body and Storage Ring for inspection.

But no one would do that to prove their innocence.

"We don't know the reason either, but there's no point in saying more. After the seal is broken, we don't want the scrolls inside, and we'll deal with some of the Puppet first."

White Heavenly Venerate knew that all these people were saying was actually an attempt to make them cannon fodder.

We only have two paths left.

They could either turn around and leave—they wouldn't dare stop them—but if they turned around and left, the mission would fail, and they would have to accept punishment when they returned.

They either have to pay the price and stay, which means being the vanguard. As for Heaven Rank Dou Skill, although they are very tempting, that's not their mission.

The leaders of the various factions exchanged glances and then nodded slightly.

"Since White Heavenly Venerate has said so, we certainly have to give him face." An Elder of the Nine Nether Earth Python Clan said with a smile, but his tone was full of sinister intent. "Black Heavenly Venerate, you'd better behave yourself next time, or you'll lose face. At your age, you should still have some self-respect."

Clearly, this Elder and the Black Heavenly Venerate have a long-standing grudge.

"Yao Feng, you..." Black Heavenly Venerate Venerable's face grew even uglier; he had actually been mocked by a former defeated opponent.

"What do you mean 'you'? You'd better deal with this properly later. We're all watching you. If you're not willing, then get lost." The Nine Nether Earth Python Clan Elder, known as Yao Feng, said coldly.

"Hmph!!" In the end, Black Heavenly Venerate could only snort like a powerless husband, daring not to make any move.

After glancing at the people from the Soul Hall, Xiao Yan's gaze fell directly on the Dou Sheng Skeleton.

He recalled what Xiao Tian had once told him, asking him to postpone reviving Yao Lao.

"Teacher, if we used the remains of a Dou Sheng to forge your body, would you directly reach the Dou Sheng realm?" A fiery glint flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes.

"Hehe, that's not impossible, but the remains of Dou Sheng are not easy to refine. If circumstances allow, adding a few remains might allow me to gain some insights and thus reach the level of Half-Saint."

After a light laugh, Yao Lao continued, "However, don't make a move on this skeleton. The remains of Dou Sheng are not simple; there might be some hidden tricks."

"Keep an eye on the people from the Soul Hall. Judging from their subtle glances, and their direct statement about abandoning the scrolls, it seems more like they're after the skeletons."