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The next second, a man in a bright red Daoist robe descended from the sky. His aura surged; he stood between the fourth and fifth ranks, seemingly able to break through at any moment. Upon seeing Zhao Xuanlang, he cupped his hands and said, "Cao Yuanzhen, Sect Master of the Orthodox Unity Sect, greets Marshal Zhao, Protector Spirit Official of the Mysterious Altar."

"So you are the Sect Master of the Orthodox Unity Sect. No wonder your Dao aura is so abundant and clear qi coils around you. Worthy indeed of the Dragon-Tiger lineage, the orthodox branch of the Mystic Gate. But may I ask, fellow Daoist, what brings you here?"

"I came because of this beast." As Cao Yuanzhen spoke, he pointed at the Fire Camel before him.

"This beast was raised by the Orthodox Unity Sect?"

There was a trace of displeasure in Zhao Xuanlang's voice. His gaze could not help shifting to the crimson little bell wreathed in fire-clouds atop the Fire Camel's head. For this magical treasure to so easily cut off the Fire Camel's innate ability, it was clear that preparations had long been made.

Although the Fire Camel had previously sought to trigger a volcanic eruption, at the root of it all, someone had used it to cultivate a spiritual root, intending to condense a strand of origin essence with its very life.

It was, after all, a spirit born of heaven and earth. Zhao Xuanlang could not stomach seeing it treated so cruelly for no reason.

Hearing that something was amiss, Cao Yuanzhen hurriedly said, "Marshal Zhao, please allow me to explain."

Cao Yuanzhen paused, somewhat hesitant. "This matter is also a family shame of our Orthodox Unity Sect. One of the sect's elders suffered a deviation in his cultivation years ago. His