The crowd below erupted in uproar.
Many cultivators began to whisper among themselves.
"Could it really be Chu Yunfei who killed him?"
"This is too outrageous. Chu Yunfei didn't seem to have broken through to the Divine Sea Realm before entering the secret realm, did he?"
" Yue Chenzhou and Qin Hao are already at the Divine Sea Realm, and Yin Hanmei is a hidden genius of the Puppet Sect's elite troops. How can Chu Yunfei possibly kill them?"
"But Pavilion Master Wen was right about one thing: it just so happens that only the successors of these three sects died, and all three sects had a grudge against Chu Yunfei. What a coincidence!"
"If it was truly Chu Yunfei's doing alone, wouldn't his strength already surpass that of all the geniuses of the Seven Sects?"
On the high platform of the Heavenly Evil Devil Sect, Mo Yinsheng leaned back in a large, dark chair, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest.
Chu Yunfei's performance also exceeded his expectations.
But this suited him perfectly.
The more people die, the smoother the progress in the secret realm.
The severe blows suffered by the younger generation of the three sects will further weaken the foundation of the Seven Sects.
It's just that Chu Yunfei grew up too fast.
If this child is allowed to continue living, he will eventually become a threat to the Heavenly Evil Devil Sect.
Right now, this is a good opportunity.
No matter how amazing Chu Yunfei's performance was, it was impossible for him to leave alive.
Thinking of this, a subtle smile flickered across Mo Yinsheng's lips, but he quickly regained his composure.
Wen Daoyuan's voice continued above the square.
"Moreover, why are the descendants of your three sects the ones who died, while the people of the Divine Martial Sect and the Heavenly Edict Sect are unharmed?"
Wen Daoyuan glanced at Wei Shanhe, Nangong Hai, and Yin Xiaotian, his eyes full of mockery. "Do you really have no idea what the three sects' holy sons and daughters did before entering the secret realm?"
All three fell silent.
This statement directly exposes the fact that the three sects secretly joined forces to kill Chu Yunfei.
If the argument continues, it would be tantamount to publicly admitting that the three major sects joined forces to kill a young junior, only to be killed in return.
Top sects value face above all else.
If this is confirmed, all three sects will become a laughing stock in the entire Eastern Continent.
The murmurs below grew louder and louder.
"So the three sects had secretly joined forces all along?"
"No wonder Qin Hao, Yue Chenzhou, and Nangong Wuhen were exchanging glances before the secret realm opened; they were planning to ambush Chu Yunfei."
"Several holy sons from various sects joined forces, along with their core elites, and yet they were still killed by Chu Yunfei?"
"If this is true, the three sects really have no face to pursue the matter. They ganged up on the few and still lost. Are they allowed to kill, but others are not allowed to fight back?"
Wei Shanhe's face was grim, but he couldn't find a reason to refute it.
The killing intent in Nangong Hai's eyes intensified.
He didn't care what others said.
Nangong Wuhen was his only grandson on whom he placed his high hopes.
Whoever killed Nangong Wuhen must pay with their life.
Yin Xiaotian didn't care about the so-called competition rules.
It's fine that Yue Chenzhou is dead.
Yin Hanmei cannot die in vain.
After achieving mastery of the Nether Puppet Spirit Physique, he was able to simultaneously control nine corpse puppets of the same realm, making him a rare inheritor of the Puppet Sect, a talent unseen for a millennium.
Once Yin Hanmei reaches the Dao Mysterious Realm, the Puppet Sect will have the opportunity to become the strongest sect in the Eastern Continent.
Now all hope has been extinguished.
A rule that one must bear the consequences of their own actions could not quell the fury of the Puppet Sect.
Yin Xiaotian raised his head, his cold gaze fixed on Wen Daoyuan's face.
"This sect leader will not engage in verbal disputes with you."
"Once the secret realm reopens, the truth will naturally come to light. If Han Mei truly died at Chu Yunfei's hands, the Pill Pavilion would have better hand him over immediately."
Yin Xiaotian slowly tightened the puppet threads at his fingertips, his voice filled with undisguised threat. "If the Pill Pavilion dares to harbor the murderer, then there is no need for it to continue existing."
Wen Daoyuan's face suddenly darkened.
In front of all the heroes of the Eastern Continent, the Puppet Sect Master declared that he would make the Pill Pavilion cease to exist.
This is more than just a threat.
Instead, they were trampling on the dignity of the Pill Pavilion.
Wen Daoyuan was about to speak, an old and calm voice suddenly came from the depths of the void.
"Oh?"
"I'd like to know what gives your Puppet Sect the confidence to claim that the Pill Pavilion will cease to exist?"
The words had barely left his mouth.
A ripple of blue light spread across the void above the Pill Pavilion's high platform.
An elderly man with white hair, dressed in a blue robe, slowly walked out.
The old man was thin, with white hair and beard, and his face was covered with wrinkles left by the years, but his eyes were bright and piercing.
He did not unleash any earth-shattering spiritual light.
The moment he appeared, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi automatically gathered around him, transforming into a layer of pale blue halo.
Yin Xiaotian's pupils suddenly contracted.
Before he could even speak, a terrifying pressure far exceeding that of the Divine Sea Realm descended from the sky.
boom!
The seat beneath Yin Xiaotian shattered on the spot.
The protective spiritual power of the Divine Sea Realm Ninth Level only lasted for a moment before being crushed by the oppressive force.
Yin Xiaotian's body trembled, he spat out blood, his knees buckled, and he almost collapsed to his knees on the spot.
When Wen Jiao saw the old man's face clearly, a look of surprise immediately welled up in her eyes.
"It's the Ancestor!"
Wen Daoyuan's tense shoulders relaxed, and he immediately led the Pill Pavilion members in bowing respectfully.
"Welcome, Ancestor!"
The plaza below erupted in cheers.
" Wen Heshan, the patriarch of the Pill Pavilion?"
"He's still alive! This man hasn't made a public appearance for decades. Haven't there been rumors that he was nearing the end of his life and had already passed away?"
"No wonder the Pill Pavilion has been able to rival the Seven Sects all these years; it turns out Dao Mysterious Realm expert backing it up!"
"Another Dao Mysterious Realm. Just how many powerful figures have arrived today?"
At the end of the Heavenly Edict Sect's seating arrangement, Qin Yangui's gaze narrowed slightly.
Her divine sense swept over the faint blue aura surrounding Wen Heshan, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
" The Dao Profound Third Level Realm "
"This old guy has been hiding his true intentions well."
Wen Heshan ignored the surrounding chatter.
He stood high in the sky, looking down at Yin Xiaotian, who was being forced to vomit blood by the oppressive force, his eyes indifferent.
"You said that just now?"
Yin Xiaotian's face flushed red.
In front of hundreds of thousands of cultivators and high-ranking members of various sects, he, the dignified sect leader, was forced to vomit blood by someone's mere pressure.
Humiliation and anger nearly drove him to madness.
There is an insurmountable chasm between the Dao Mysterious Realm and the Divine Sea Realm.
No matter how Yin Xiaotian circulated his cultivation technique, he could not break free from Wen Heshan's suppression.
Just then, a loud shout came from the distorted void above the Puppet Sect's high platform.
" Wen Heshan, how dare you!"
The gray-black corpse energy surged out from the void, transforming into a withered hand that forcefully tore through Wen Heshan's oppressive aura.
Yin Xiaotian a sudden lightness in his body and staggered back several steps.
The black mist in the void then expanded.
A gaunt old man dressed in a black robe stepped out.
His face was sinister, his skin clung to his bones, and he was surrounded by thick black energy. Behind him floated a black coffin covered with blood-red runes.
The pressure of the Dao Mysterious Realm enveloped the entire area!
Yin Xiaotian steadied himself and quickly bowed in greeting.
"Thank you for your help, Elder."
Xue Tu didn't look at him.
Those greyish-white eyes were fixed on Wen Heshan, their depths filled with both anger and undisguised fear.
More than a hundred years ago, before he had even entered the Dao Mysterious Realm, Wen Heshan was already a renowned expert in the Eastern Continent.
It was this seemingly old and thin man who single-handedly propelled the Pill Pavilion from an ordinary merchant guild to a position on par with the Seven Sects.
Years later, Wen Heshan not only did not pass away, but his cultivation level reached the Dao Mysterious Realm Third Layer.
Xue Tu is only at the Dao Mysterious Realm Second Stage.
Even with the addition of a natal corpse puppet, there's no guarantee of gaining an advantage.
But Yin Hanmei was the successor he personally chose.
Now that his beloved disciple has perished, and the Puppet Sect has been humiliated in front of everyone, if he backs down, how can he face the sect in the future?
Wen Heshan.
Suppressing his apprehension, Xue Tu said in a deep voice, " The Pill Pavilion has never interfered in sect feuds. Now, for the sake of Chu Yunfei, do you really want to become an enemy of my Puppet Sect?"
Wen Heshan glanced at him indifferently.
" Chu Yunfei is a member of my Pill Pavilion. The Puppet Sect wants to take his life and even threatened to destroy my Pill Pavilion. How can my involvement be considered meddling?"
Wen Heshan raised his right hand, and a wisp of pale blue spiritual light condensed at his fingertips.
"Besides, even if I were to become an enemy of your Puppet Sect, what could you do about it?"
"If you're not convinced, come and fight!"