The old man in black robes panicked. "That bitch Yu Wuniang is spouting nonsense, Long Yu. Don't take her seriously."
Yan Chihuo had harbored some doubts about what Yu Wuniang had said, but upon hearing the old man in black robes, he immediately knew the information must have come from him. Instead, he became even more convinced of Yu Wuniang's words.
At this moment, a cultivator among the Heavenly Wind Cultivators who looked like a scholar said, "Long Yu never used a Magic Treasure before, nor was he this strong. Why is that?" These words directly accused Long Yu of harboring ulterior motives, and the Heavenly Wind Cultivators began to waver.
But then a female cultivator said, "Perhaps Long Yu does harbor evil intentions, but he would rather expose himself to object at a time like this. What does that tell us?"
Her words made sense. Though she had not explicitly said that the old man in black robes harbored sinister intentions, the implication was reasonable, and some people began to hesitate once more.
Some secretly thought, "Those words have greatly offended Spirit Island. Once this is over, that female cultivator will probably be in trouble."
Seeing how urgent matters had become, the old man in white said, "Rest assured, everyone. Spirit Island is also a member of the True Spirit Family. How could we possibly harbor ill intent? Moreover, the situation is dire. If the Heaven-Burning Wind-Rending Diagram's primordial spirit is refined by this man, Spirit Island will be no match for the human and demon clans outside. We will die without even a place to bury our bones."
Then he continued, "Here, I swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao: if a single word of what I just said is false, may I die beneath heavenly tribulation and