Within the main camp of the Six Demonic Path Sects,
A handsome young man stood respectfully before Meng Fan.
Looking at the young man in blue, Meng Fan asked with surprising familiarity, "Wang Shan, has my elder brother still not come out of seclusion?"
Meng Fan's elder brother, Meng Liang, was a late Core Formation elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect. His strength was extraordinary, and he was also the master of the young man in blue.
"Martial Uncle Meng, my master is refining a treasure in seclusion. He has reached a critical juncture and truly cannot come out."
Meng Fan sighed at this. "If my elder brother were here, would Li Huayuan dare act so arrogantly?"
Wang Shan looked embarrassed. Meng Fan shook his head. "Why am I telling a Foundation Establishment cultivator like you all this? Anyway, I finally discovered the source of the problem."
Meng Fan recounted what had happened earlier. Wang Shan frowned upon hearing it. "So that's what happened. But rumors are running rampant within the Ghost Spirit Sect now. People are saying all sorts of things. After all, so few returned alive that everyone is on edge. We must find a way to resolve this."
"That's why I summoned you."
"Do you want me to deal with this man, Martial Uncle?" Wang Shan shook his head. "He's only at middle Foundation Establishment. Killing him would be as easy as turning over my hand. Never mind middle Foundation Establishment-even if he were at late Foundation Establishment, I'd be fully confident of dealing with him. But that early Core Formation incarnation..."
Wang Shan paused, then gave a bitter laugh. "It's not that I'm unwilling to act. I simply can't deal with it."
Meng Fan frowned at this. "Young Master Wang Chan's death was indeed a great