Chapter 2067: The Blood Curtain Descends, Heavenly Seal Besieged!
Chapter 2067: Chapter 2067: The Blood Curtain Descends, Heavenly Seal Besieged!
The incident at the Banan Border had long since spread throughout the entire Fuyao Realm.Naturally, it also reached the ears of the Supervisory Temple.
After all, the Supervisory Temple was one of the participants.
"Banan Divine Kingdom, Qingcheng Mountain, the Chu Family... and even our Supervisory Temple joined forces to investigate, and we still got played around in circles by that group of evil beast cultivators?"
"I saw the elders all gathered today; they all seemed very angry about this."
"How could they not be?! We even sent Qin Zhao and Yang Shao over this time!"
Two inspectors of that rank—even though they were from the younger generation—were already enough to show how seriously the Temple treated this matter.
"Is there a possibility... that those few newcomers dragged them down?"
"True. Their talent is indeed very high, but they’re still outsiders, haven’t grown yet, and lack experience in something like this."
The two who were about to return to their cave residence heard this conversation.
Jiu Bailu looked at Mu Fusheng and asked, "They’re talking about you like that, and you’re not angry?"
Mu Fusheng chuckled softly. "What’s there to be angry about? Doesn’t this just prove that Senior Brother and the others didn’t lose their cool and make a move?"
Jiu Bailu smiled. "True. After all, before they left, you already told them not to use their full strength unless absolutely necessary. This is very likely a test from the Supervisory Temple."
Mu Fusheng spread his hands.
A test was normal enough; the other side didn’t know they were from the six worlds, but they still had to stay cautious.
After all, they also didn’t know what the Supervisory Temple’s true purpose was in doing this.
Being deep in enemy territory, one had to be careful in all things.
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Qingcheng Mountain.
Inside the Righteous Pool, the Qingcheng Old Daoist looked at the spherical mass wrapped by the Duster Green Silk floating in the pool.
There were no signs of struggle now; the aura within had grown extremely weak.
Only a faint dark-red evil aura seeped out through the gaps in the green silk, then was diluted and purified by the righteousness within the Righteous Pool.
The Qingcheng Old Daoist sat beside the Righteous Pool, yawned, and said, "You’re from the Holy Sect?"
There was no more struggle from within the green silk, only a feeble voice drifting out. "Oh? This old Daoist has some knowledge after all. Since you know I’m from the Holy Sect, why don’t you let me go?"
Hearing this, the Qingcheng Old Daoist seemed amused into anger. "What era do you think this is, to still say something this brain-dead? If I let you go, wouldn’t you come back to take revenge on this old Daoist!
Hey, let me ask you something... Wasn’t the Holy Sect wiped out? Where did your Holy Sect come from, and where did your inheritance come from?"