Thus, everyone could not help looking toward the flames surrounding Vermilion Bird Hall.
"Fellow Daoists—" Huang Tianle seemed to understand everyone's thoughts and said with an apologetic smile, "Just now, this old man activated the Vermilion Bird Great Formation, consuming an enormous amount of spiritual power. I cannot open the formation yet. Do not worry, fellow Daoists. You are all honored guests of Huang. Once my spiritual power recovers, I will immediately open the formation!"
"Hahaha!" Su Mingzong laughed loudly. "Fellow Daoist Huang, those words are far too distant. We have lingered at Tianmen Mountain for more than ten days already—could we possibly fear that Fellow Daoist Huang harbors ill intent? With this great formation protecting us, we are safe as can be. We need not be like Shang Qinghe, such an uninvited evil guest!"
"Hahaha, exactly so!" The cultivators all laughed, finally setting their hearts at ease.
I'm afraid it isn't so simple, Xiao Hua thought, his brows slightly furrowed. In order to kill Shang Qinghe, Huang Tianle even cast his Vermilion Bird Dharma Body into the Vermilion Bird Blazing Fire Formation. Judging from how weak he looks now, it is likely more than a simple depletion of spiritual power. If nothing unexpected happens, Huang Tianle's very life may be in danger... And what did Shang Qinghe mean by those final words, 'a fool has ruined me'?
However, everyone had heard those final words. Since people such as Su Mingzong did not ask about them, Xiao Hua had no intention of stirring up trouble.
"Hehe, fellow Daoists, please drink this third cup of wine. May good things be wrought through many trials, and may we find the cause of Xiang'er's illness today!" Huang Tianle beckoned for the disciples standing in attendance within the hall to refill his wine cup,