At this moment, an elder named Yun Li heard Yun Leng's words and his expression changed drastically. He hurriedly advised, "No, Grand Elder. The former Sect Master said that we must act discreetly. We cannot make such a huge fuss.
"Do not forget that, on the plaza that day, even the former Sect Master was no match for that young man. We must not act too impulsively and bring unnecessary trouble upon the Misty Cloud Sect."
"Hehe, Yun Li, use that pig brain of yours. If we really capture Xiao Zhan, do you think Xiao Yan and the others will not suspect us once they learn of it? Of course, we cannot openly appear before the Xiao Clan. We need to disguise ourselves, so that we leave them no evidence at all." Yun Leng's eyes brimmed with cold malice as he glanced at Yun Li and sneered.
Meanwhile, inside the secret chamber, Yun Shan stared in the direction where Yun Leng and the others had vanished long ago. He muttered to himself, "Kid, when you find out, do not blame me. This is not something I wanted to do. If you must blame someone, blame the Soul Hall for offering too much..."
After saying that, Yun Shan slowly closed his eyes, and the entire secret chamber sank back into deathly silence.
At this time, Xiao Yao and the others were flying toward Wutan City, passing through several cities along the way.
Time flowed swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, night had fallen. Xiao Yao and the others were still some distance from Wutan City, with two cities between them.
At the same time, the Xiao Clan in Wutan City was brightly lit and festively decorated, brimming with celebration and excitement.
Xiao Zhan stood atop a raised platform and