Beating the Grass and Startling the Snake!

"Brothers, we can't keep going like this. How about we make a gentleman's agreement?"

As time ticked by, and it seemed that if things continued like this, it would be an eternity without any result, a bald-browed, menacing-looking disciple from the Outer Mansion broke the deadlock.

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces showed a thoughtful expression.

Making a gentleman's agreement is not difficult.

The main reason is that everyone here is a disciple of the Holy Sect...

Will this gentleman's agreement be effective?

It looks like a new round of silence and confrontation is about to begin.

The bald, burly man grew increasingly impatient, and with a wave of his large, fan-like hand, the sound was like muffled thunder:

"Stop whining and dawdling! If you won't come down, I'll do it myself!"

Before he finished speaking, he no longer hesitated. His inner True Qi surged slightly, and he leaped into the deep, frigid Old Dragon Pool with a "plop," splashing up a cloud of icy water.

In an instant, a commotion broke out on the shore. Most of the remaining disciples from the Outer Mansion exchanged glances, their eyes filled with vigilance and urgency, and then, like dumplings being dropped into a pot, they plunged into the pool one after another.

Splash--

In an instant, water splashed continuously, and ripples surged.

The once calm surface of the pool was suddenly splashed with water, and ripples spread out in layers, breaking the silence of the mountain forest.

In less than half a minute, the once bustling poolside was now deserted, with only seven or eight figures remaining.

Some of these people had glints in their eyes, hiding venomous intentions. They stood by with their arms crossed, coldly observing, planning to ambush and rob others after they found the Dharma Enlightenment Bell and came ashore, saving time and effort.

Some looked hesitant, gazing at the deep, inky pool, their eyes filled with fear of the unknown.

Underwater is different from land; even with internal True Qi, one can prolong the time it takes to hold one's breath.

But the dark waters are fraught with danger; one wrong step could lead to eternal damnation.

coward...

Glancing at the hesitant young man dozens of meters away, Du Fei shook his head, walked to an old tree, and lay down. A curved knife, about an inch long, spun rapidly between his fingers as if it were alive, producing a series of chilling "whooshing" sounds as it cut through the air.

While the fish swarm to the bait, I sit calmly on my fishing platform.

Now I'm just waiting for my "little fish" to take the bait.

Feeling the cool breeze on his face, Du Fei looked content. He wasn't going to go into the water; once those idiots found the Dharma Enlightenment Bell and came ashore, they could just snatch it.

Otherwise, wouldn't all his skills in stealth and surprise attacks have been for nothing?

Just as Du Fei was pondering how to seize the Dharma Enlightenment Bell without taking any damage, an inexplicable chill suddenly enveloped him.

I touched my neck, and it was damp.

Looking down again, I saw my hands were covered in bright red blood, a horrifying sight!

"Who..."

With a terrified expression, Du Fei was about to speak when a short blade suddenly appeared from the shadows behind him, piercing his throat and silencing him completely.

"Hmm..."

His legs thrashed wildly, and blood gushed from his mouth. Just a moment ago, Du Fei was thinking about assassinating someone, but now he was killed by someone else's assassination.

However, just as Du Fei fell to the ground, dead—

A loud, unrestrained laugh suddenly resounded for dozens of meters around, and the rolling air currents accompanied the laughter, causing the surrounding trees to sway and shake!

"Junior Brother Qi! You finally couldn't hold back!"

A fierce and terrifying black shadow leaped down from one side of the cliff, its impact, heavy as a thousand pounds, slamming into the ground. The shockwave that exploded instantly blew away all the surrounding trees, and the ground was cracked with spiderweb-like fissures, creating a crater several meters in diameter!

Struck head-on by the shockwave, the figure that had attacked Du Fei was nearly blown away, barely managing to steady himself by embedding his short blade into the ground.

After more than half a year, Yue Rong, who had once again activated his demon form, was even more terrifying. He was surrounded by faint black and red flames, and the gaze from his bronze eyes was so real that it could pierce through the void.

"Come, come, Junior Brother Qi, I haven't seen your true skills yet."

I heard that you single-handedly suppressed the entire Seventh Outer Prefecture for the past six months.

Mr. Yue's hands are really itchy!

With piercing eyes, Yue Rong instantly locked onto the hidden figure. He took a step forward, and his entire body seemed to erupt like a volcano, with heat waves rolling around him and distorting space.

With a loud shout, he spread his five fingers wide and fiercely covered down.

Seeing the domineering grab coming, Qi Yun's eyes sharpened, and he reacted extremely quickly. The short blade in his hand transformed into a vicious cold light, swiftly stabbing at Yue Rong's Laogong acupoint in the palm!

Ding-dong--

The anticipated scene of a sharp blade piercing a palm did not occur.

The moment the short blade collided with Yue Rong's bare palm, it shattered into countless fragments as if it had struck divine iron and immortal gold!

"What?"

Qi Yun was stunned and horrified, staring incredulously at the remaining hilt of the knife in his hand.

Boom!

The next second, Yue Rong grabbed him, and the intense heat of his Qi and Blood instantly shattered Qi Yun's illusionary concealment technique.

A face was revealed that made Yue Rong's smile suddenly freeze.

"You're not Junior Brother Qi?"

Looking at this unfamiliar face, Yue Rong's forehead veins throbbed, and his eyes grew increasingly gloomy.

"What... Junior Brother Qi... I don't know what you're talking about!"

Struggling desperately to break free from Yue Rong's grasp, Fei Nanyun's face contorted in pain as the large hands continued to close, as if trying to crush him to death.

"Then how come you also know the technique of illusion and concealment..." Yue Rong paused, fell silent, and a hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes.

It is now common knowledge in the Outer Mansion that the previous champion, Qi Yun, was extremely skilled in the art of concealing his form.

Subtly, Qi Yun seems to have become synonymous with the art of illusory body concealment.

But they forgot that this technique of concealing one's form is difficult to master.

However, Qi Yun was not the only one in the Outer Mansion who possessed this skill.

"That was reckless of us. We've alerted him, and now it'll be much harder to catch him..."

With a sudden clench of his five fingers, Yue Rong snapped Fei Nanyun's neck. He turned around abruptly, his bronze eyes scanning the surrounding mountains and dense forests, trying to find the figure who was extremely adept at concealment.

"That savage lion was indeed looking for me. I really feel sorry for that fellow disciple who took the bullet for me."

Above the Old Dragon Pool, on a cliff face, Qi Yun sat cross-legged on a withered branch extending from the cliff. He was like a Fresh Breeze, formless yet unafraid to crush the fragile branch.

Holding an exquisitely crafted telescopic peephole, Qi Yun surveyed the entire area around the Old Dragon Pool.

Looking at Yue Rong, who was still searching for him, Qi Yun put away the peeping tool in his hand and slowly made a hand Method Formula. Ten black balls the size of large bowls slowly rose up within a perfect circle of a hundred meters around the Old Dragon Pool.

"From today onwards, the Outer Mansion of the Holy Sect should be able to enjoy a long period of peace and quiet."

Before he could finish speaking, Qi Yun suddenly clasped his hands together!

An invisible wave spread out instantly!