Old Sun sighed and said, "You're the exalted Sect Master of the Taixuan Sect. Why stoop to their level?"
Old Sun had wanted to stop him just now, but could not. After all, Wu Longfeng had used the Sound Art to injure them.
Wu Longfeng glanced at Old Sun. He did not strike to kill again, but instead said, "Enough nonsense. Set out for Gaozhou at once!"
With that, Wu Longfeng was the first to leave.
Huang Xiao and the others did not hesitate either, and left one after another.
The surviving and injured members of the Jianghu were all still trembling with lingering fear.
Only after Huang Xiao and the others had all left did they come back to their senses.
"Gaozhou?"
"Does that mean the secret of the Seven Spirit Blades is in Gaozhou?"
"Should we hurry over?"
"Go over? With our level of cultivation? They wouldn't even need to lift a hand. One glare would kill us, and you still want to compete for anything?"
Hearing these words, many fell silent. What had just happened made it perfectly clear that a contest between experts of that realm was not something people like them could muddle through to fish in troubled waters.
"Besides, even if we go to Gaozhou, we don't know exactly where it is."
The vast majority gave up. This struggle was unlike the usual contests for treasures and secret manuals in the past.
Back then, anyone who took part had some chance. A treasure might fall into the hands of a weak member of the Jianghu, allowing them to ascend to heaven in a single step.
But that was clearly not the case now. What use would it be, even if there were more of them?
Of course, some still refused to give up