"This humble Daoist is Yunxiao. Greetings, Fellow Daoist Yang!" Yunxiao bowed.
"Yang Zhengshan of the Yang Family!" Yang Zhengshan returned the courtesy and said coldly.
Yunxiao looked at the straight vines on the ground, then looked at the distant crowds watching, and in his heart, he could not have felt more depressed.
He was actually unwilling to handle such a matter, but as part of the sect, he had no choice but to step forward.
The situation before them required him to show himself. They could hardly have Lin Daoyuan come out, could they?
As for the Sect Master, or the other elders, it would be the same no matter who came; all of them would have to stand a head lower than Yang Zhengshan.
And at this moment, everyone had ignored Wang Qiutang. The first time Yang Zhengshan showed himself, Wang Qiutang had already withdrawn from the stage, because there was no longer any room for him to speak in what came next.
In Xuanqing Sect, Wang Qiutang's status was very high, but in front of an Immortal Cultivator, Wang Qiutang was simply not worth mentioning.
To put it unpleasantly, if not for the sect's grand formation protecting him, Yang Zhengshan could kill him as easily as turning over his hand. It would not be any harder than when Yang Zhengshan had killed Mo Xuanyu's Blood Corpse Puppets back in Yunyuan Valley.
"Fellow Daoist Yang, why not enter the sect and have a talk?" Yunxiao said amiably.
Yang Zhengshan took a deep look at Wang Qiutang and said faintly, "I would not dare. I fear I would not be able to walk out of this Xuanqing Sect!"
"This old man has noted down today's matter. In the future, this old man will certainly settle this account with Xuanqing Sect!"