The moment Xu Qingtong emerged from the spatial passage, several spells struck him. Fortunately, he activated the Flying Sky Crown in time and blocked the attacks.
Realizing the problem, he hurriedly summoned his original body and declared in a clear voice, "I am Xu Qingtong of Juxian Academy. Who is in charge here?"
"It really is Elder Xu! Hurry and notify the Sect Master!" said a young man wearing Juxian Academy robes.
"Hold on! He was clearly a ghost just now. How can you say he belongs to your Juxian Academy? Could your academy be colluding with the Netherworld?"
"Lame Hou, stop fucking spitting blood at us! Our Grand Elder and Third Elder both died in battle. Would we collude with the Netherworld?"
Xu Qingtong's heart jolted. What happened? The Grand Elder and Third Elder both died in battle?
"So what if your Grand Elder and Third Elder died in battle? Didn't our Sect Leader, Jade Spring True Person, meet a murderous end too?"
"Enough! Say no more. Take me to see the Sect Master!" Xu Qingtong said.
"You can't leave..."
The Anyang Sect disciple tried to stop Xu Qingtong again, but suddenly, it felt as though a sword had pierced his mind, and he crashed to the ground!
Following the Juxian Academy disciple, Xu Qingtong left the crowd and walked off to one side.
The Anyang Sect disciples wanted to say more, but Xu Qingtong swept his icy gaze over them, leaving every one of them as still as a wooden chicken.
After walking for half the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the two arrived at a camp.
The camp had been put up temporarily. When Xu Qingtong had previously visited the Netherworld Forest, there had been no buildings here. Before long, they reached a