The sudden turn of events left everyone present stunned.
Instinctively, they all retreated several steps. Madam Jiuchuan, standing on Du Ziwén's other side, had her eyelids twitch wildly. Almost the instant Feng Yuanxiu's scream rang out, she immediately pulled away from Du Ziwén.
"Elder Du, what... what do you mean by this?"
Feng Heyu was equally taken aback. This abrupt change had far exceeded her expectations.
Her gaze fell on Du Ziwén, her tone questioning.
"Allow me to introduce myself again. I am Du Ziwén of Mist Concealment Sect!"
Du Ziwén clasped his hands in salute. Catching Madam Jiuchuan's movement from the corner of his eye, he let out a soundless sigh of regret.
He had originally intended to strike without warning. After dealing with Feng Yuanxiu, he would take advantage of everyone's stunned distraction and use thunderous methods to kill Madam Jiuchuan as well.
But he had not expected her reaction to be so swift, leaving him no chance to strike again.
As he spoke, he also moved away from the Sacred Spirit Cult members.
Yet, to avoid causing a misunderstanding, he did not approach Su Shi'er and the others either. He merely stood to one side, watching the Sacred Spirit Cult and its people closely.
Mist Concealment Sect?
Feng Heyu's eyes rolled as she immediately fell into thought.
The other cultivators likewise did not rush to speak, but their faces were all filled with surprise and confusion.
Clearly, none of them had ever heard of this so-called Mist Concealment Sect.
Meanwhile, upon hearing this, Su Shi'er and Shen Luoyan swiftly exchanged glances.
Others might not know, but as Yun Ge Sect cultivators, the two of them were by no means unfamiliar with Mist Concealment Sect.
Back in the Cangshan region, Mist Concealment Sect had been the second-largest force