In that case!
The responsibility of stamping out evil, upholding justice, and keeping the peace naturally fell to Luo Yi, sect master of the Endless Nine Sons Tianyan Immortal Sect.
As the leader of an immortal sect, how could he stand by and watch the Human Race suffer?
Besides, word of Ghost Child and his companions' deaths had yet to spread. If Luo Yi moved quickly, he might turn every member of the Ghost Child Clan into Energy Points on his system Panel before the clan could react.
If he delayed too long and the Ghost Child Clan realized something was wrong, they might flee. Then it would be much harder to reap such a rich haul of Energy Points.
As for the Ghost Child Clan's ancestor, whose strength rivaled a Tribulation-Crossing Pseudo-Immortal...
Luo Yi felt that with his own strength, comparable to that of a Tribulation-Crossing Pseudo-Immortal who had survived the Three Heavenly Tribulations, he could at least put up a fight. He might even send the ancestor into his system Panel too, turning him into Energy Points for his cultivation.
Even if he proved no match for the ancestor, his powerful body, strengthened by the Star-Tempering Body Refinement Art, and his perfected Space Law should be enough to keep him alive.
His mind made up, he did not hesitate. The appearance of the graceful young man in white, Folding Fan in hand, quietly began to change.
He took on the likeness of the Inner Elder of Xuantian Tower he had frightened out of his wits, the man who had failed to mount the slightest effective resistance.
The Ghost Child Clan probably would not have recognized him in his white-robed, Folding Fan-bearing guise either.
But to be safe, he decided to appear as the Xuantian Tower elder.
Given how