"This old man is a man of the righteous path, always open and aboveboard. I despise underhanded tricks like yours most of all. Looks like you've done plenty of cheating and swindling in private as well. As someone of the righteous path, you truly chill the hearts of our kind!" Old Yellow Tooth said, shaking his head with a look of disappointment at iron that refused to become steel.
The gray-haired old crone's face darkened at his words. She snapped, "Old Bai Jing, don't push it too far! No matter how much you say, you can't stop me from killing that little beast."
With that, the gray-haired old crone stepped forward and headed toward Chen Fan. A sharp sword had already appeared in her hand. Even without True Qi or True Essence Power, she remained utterly confident in her swordsmanship.
Seeing this, several old men from the Immortal Sect exchanged glances, then rose one after another and walked toward Chen Fan as well.
At this moment, the many cultivators below the platform were all immersed in enlightenment. Only the final hour remained before the Immortal Ascension Banquet ended.
Old Yellow Tooth frowned and rose to step forward as well. With a ringing clang, the longsword at his waist left its sheath.
"Take one more step, and don't blame this old man for making a move. Your swordsmanship may be impressive, but it's still no match for Shu Mountain sword arts. Back in my younger days, this old man was, at the very least, once the martial arts alliance leader." Old Yellow Tooth narrowed his eyes as he spoke.
"Bai Jing, do the other Elders of Shu Mountain agree with what you're doing?" the gray-haired old crone said coldly, though she continued inching closer to Chen Fan.
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