"Capital punishment?"
Li Bufan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Xiao Yun with a mocking gaze. The corners of his lips curled slightly as he sneered, "So many disciples came in. Who would know I killed you? Besides, my strength is inferior to yours. Who would believe I killed you?"
Xiao Yun looked at him coldly and said in an icy voice, "You set up the formation here, so it must bear traces of your aura. When the Holy Lord opens the Myriad Spirits Secret Realm again, do you think you can escape?"
Li Bufan gave a scornful laugh and said smugly, "I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you. This formation will destroy itself after three days. By then, nothing will be left behind. No one will even discover that a formation was ever set up here."
Xiao Yun's pupils contracted, and a chilling light burst from his eyes. He stared fixedly at Li Bufan and said coldly, "It seems you aren't the only one who wants me dead. The real mastermind is your master, Dong Yutang. Otherwise, he would not have prepared such a one-use formation disk in advance."
Li Bufan had long regarded Xiao Yun as a dead man. He did not believe Xiao Yun could leave alive, so he did not hide anything. Smiling, he said, "You guessed right. My master arranged all of this. If you want someone to blame, blame your talent for being too exceptional. At such a young age, you have already forged a Half-Step Chaos Body. Forging a true Chaos Body in the future is only a matter of time."
Zhao Wuji asked with a puzzled expression, "Your Chaos Holy Land has already declined. It is practically about to be struck off the list of the Six Great Sacred