Zhou Xun looked at Prefect Qingyang's Nascent Soul and said coldly, "You need not trouble yourself over this. As for you, you have outlived your usefulness. Go on your way in peace."
Prefect Qingyang's Nascent Soul's face changed drastically as he cried out in terror, "No! You cannot kill me! I can tell you more secrets about the Luo Yang Immortal Sect!"
Zhou Xun sneered. "No need. Your secrets are worthless to me."
Before his words had faded, he waved his hand, and the azure ape sprayed another beam of azure radiance, enveloping Prefect Qingyang's Nascent Soul within it.
"Ah—!"
Prefect Qingyang's Nascent Soul let out a shrill scream before being completely devoured by the azure ape. Zhou Xun then removed the Storage Pouch at his waist and the azure ruler magic treasure, preparing to leave.
Suddenly,
a wave of spiritual power fluctuations came from the entrance.
More than twenty figures came rushing out.
The leader wore a crimson dharma robe. His hair was streaked with gray, and though his face held no anger, it radiated authority. His aura was exceedingly formidable, and his cultivation had reached Peak Nascent Soul.
Beside him stood three Elders, each with an equally terrifying aura.
These people were none other than the Second Elder and the others who had rushed over from within the grotto.
Behind them were another twenty-four Nascent Soul cultivators at the early and middle stages, clearly the Dharma Protector True Monarchs Prefect Qingyang had mentioned.
The moment this group appeared, the atmosphere at the grotto entrance instantly became oppressive.
"It's you!"
The crimson-robed Elder at the front fixed Zhou Xun with lightning-like eyes, his voice as cold as frost. "You killed the Fifth Elder!"
Zhou Xun frowned, secretly heightening his vigilance.
This crimson-robed Elder was the Second Elder of the