"Did we need you to clear our names?" Tang Yan's gaze turned cold as well.
The auras of the Reach the Summit members stirred. At a single command from Tang Yan, they would charge at the other side.
"If you don't want your sect wiped out, cooperate!" Cui Tong pointed at a trusted subordinate. "Yun Fan, stay here and keep a close eye on these people. Anyone who dares leave will be treated as going to tip off the Spirit Shaman Clan!
"The rest of you, search with me!"
"Wait!" Tang Yan stopped them.
"What advice do you have, Faction Leader Tang?" Cui Tong asked with a sneer.
"Reach the Summit may not measure up to Medicine Valley, but we have no shortage of experts. Some peaks are forbidden grounds guarded by Lord Rank experts. Trespassing could easily lead to casualties.
"Why not let me accompany you to prevent any clashes?" Tang Yan suggested.
"No need! Would a measly Reach the Summit dare attack Medicine Valley?" Cui Tong scoffed, then led his men out.
Tang Yan watched their retreating backs. Invisible formation points emerged behind him, instantly forming an Illusion Array, which he placed at the doorway.
He then created another small Illusion Array, enveloping Yun Fan within it.
Cui Tong led his nine subordinates outside and pointed at a peak. "Start searching toward the west!"
The nine Xiantian martial artists immediately sped west, with Cui Tong following behind. After flying only a short distance, he vaguely sensed something wrong. Before he could consider it carefully, however, his consciousness suddenly scattered.
A green glow abruptly appeared behind him, then swiftly sank into his head. His consciousness then returned.
"A fifth-grade Lord Rank with a bunch of Xiantian martial artists, barging into Reach the Summit. They've come offering their heads." Tang