"Yes, that was exactly Master's condition!"
The tall young man was startled when he heard this.
"So it was you who acted in secret! Fellow Daoist Zhang, what do you mean by this? Has our clan ever treated you two poorly?"
Ting Shan took a step forward, his face likewise filled with extreme fury.
Both sides had agreed to settle the outcome through a duel in the fighting arena, yet Zhang Ming had actually launched a covert attack on Wusitu.
Li Yan remained seated, but a somewhat strange expression appeared on his face.
"I never made a move against Fellow Daoist Wusitu. I merely made a deduction based on the symptoms described by this disciple."
"Then why were you so accurate? And you still claim you were not the one who acted? Only you two foreign cultivators arrived in our clan yesterday. Fellow Daoist Zhang, should you not give us an explanation?"
The aura around Ting Shan continued to rise, his qi firmly locking onto Li Yan and Zhao Min.
For a moment, the entire fighting arena fell silent. Fury already filled the eyes of the vast majority.
At the same time, some people looked at Agu Xi and the other two with hostility. After all, Wusitu had served as an elder of the clan for centuries and had numerous direct descendants.
"The poison in Fellow Daoist Wusitu's body does indeed resemble one I set down. However, I only laid it within the courtyard where I was staying. Surely everyone can understand that."
Li Yan spoke unhurriedly.
The moment he said this, a buzzing clamor erupted below. They were all cultivators, and they instantly understood the meaning behind Li Yan's words.
Even when cultivating in their own secret chambers, cultivators would set down layers upon layers of defensive restrictions. Much