Outside the courtyard where the group from Luo Fu Palace was located, countless eyes were stealthily watching them.

Among them, naturally, were people from the Shenxiao Dao.

A middle-aged man and a young man; the middle-aged man had an ordinary appearance, while the young man was extremely handsome and seemed very talented.

Suddenly, the middle-aged Daoist's pupils tightened abruptly, and his body stiffened.

"Uncle Master..." the young Daoist said softly, somewhat puzzled.

Just now, his Uncle Master seemed like he was about to flee, but then he suddenly stopped, his body trembling slightly.

"It's nothing..." The middle-aged Daoist's hands trembled as he clenched his fists tightly, trying not to reveal his shivering, but his tone was obviously unusual.

Just then, a sudden, overwhelming sense of crisis enveloped him, making the middle-aged Daoist feel as if he were facing a life-threatening danger. One misstep, and he might plunge into the netherworld.

The trembling of his body was not due to a lack of courage in the middle-aged Daoist, but rather a sensitive reaction to the danger.

How long had it been since he had experienced such a reaction?

The middle-aged Daoist thought back carefully; it seemed that even when facing the attacks of warriors from the Divinity Realm, he had never shown such behavior. Even when he was one step away from death, surrounded by two powerful enemies, he did not exhibit such behavior.

Years of experience in worldly society had given him not only a tough heart but also immense courage. However, just now, he had felt a tremor and unease against that Qi Mechanism.

The middle-aged Daoist glanced at his young nephew. He had no reaction, for the level of danger was too far beyond him.

He did not know that just then, if anyone in the courtyard had harbored the slightest Killing Intent, it could have caused all those spying from outside to be killed instantly.

"Cangxuan, go report to your master that Luo Fu Palace is in great danger, and that Hua Yufei may have recovered from his injuries and made great progress in his power," the middle-aged Daoist said solemnly.

That kind of terrifying sense of crisis was definitely not something a person close to death could evoke. If really as gravely injured as to hardly walk, how could such a frightening Qi Mechanism exist?

"Uncle Master, what about you?" Cangxuan asked, puzzled.

"I am going to meet an old friend."

Forcing himself to stop his still-trembling hands, the middle-aged Daoist wiped away some cold sweat and took one last look at the calm-looking courtyard before quietly leaving.

He walked slowly yet quickly, and soon, he had left Taizhen Palace and come to a nearby forest.

"You've arrived."

A dark golden figure quietly appeared behind the middle-aged Daoist.

The middle-aged Daoist took a pill, and his face began to contort violently, as if there were worms crawling underneath his skin.

After several moments of his facial muscles trembling, the middle-aged Daoist's face changed significantly.

His appearance was still ordinary, but now it bore a look of coldness and vicissitude. It was a familiar face; he was indeed an old friend of Qing Yu, albeit "friend" should perhaps be quoted.

"Brother Xuanji, it's been a long time. I was really sweating bullets for you when I heard you were chased by 'Absolute Sea God Hunter' Qin Xihai and 'Blood Hand Divine Capture' Leng Kuangtu from the Six Gates," Qing Yu said, seeming concerned.

"Ha, you think I was chased because of whom?" Zhang Xuanji retorted with a cold laugh.

If it wasn't for this guy killing Lu Qifeng, how could the Six Gates have clung to his trail so doggedly? If it wasn't for the last-minute help from Zhengtian Taoist, he would have either ended up in the Six Gates' prison or taken his own life.

Honestly, if Zhang Xuanji hadn't known that the Six Gates would never let go of their prey so easily, he would definitely have betrayed Qing Yu.

"Ahahaha... Anyway, Brother Xuanji, it's really a joy and a relief that you escaped from the Six Gates!" Qing Yu said, not at all bothered by the insinuations in Zhang Xuanji's words, and shifted the topic with a laugh.

"But Brother Xuanji, the location for this meeting isn't great. There's a smell of blood everywhere."

Qing Yu glanced around briefly, and his superior eyesight easily caught sight of bloodstains everywhere.

Even though the blood had seeped into the soil, turning dark red, Qing Yu could easily tell where there had been a significant amount of blood.

"Near Taizhen Palace, it's all like this," Zhang Xuanji said indifferently. "When I arrived at Taizhen Palace with the Sect this morning, I could still see Taoists cleaning the bloodstains near the gate arch."

Reality is reality, not a TV drama. There's no rule that members of the Blood Demon Sect have to wait until the Debating Conference starts to launch large-scale attacks.

In fact, in the days leading up, there had been nightly attacks by people from the Blood Demon Sect. Both inside and outside Taizhen Palace, numerous traces of battle and a lot of bloodshed were left.

In just a few days, hundreds of bodies had been buried behind the mountain. There were bodies from the Blood Demon Sect, and bodies from the Taoist.

Only in the past two days, with all the Sect's masters having arrived, did the Blood Demon Sect's attacks slightly slow down. Had it been four or five days earlier, each night, more than a hundred people would have died.

"Most of the people from Taizhen Palace are nearly dead," Zhang Xuanji said, seemingly reflective.

Of course, Qing Yu did not think he was showing compassion. As someone who conducted human experiments, the word "compassion" was long irrelevant to Zhang Xuanji, and likewise irrelevant to Qing Yu.

"Brother Xuanji, when you left a message for me to meet you here at Shadow Pavilion, it surely wasn't to mourn the dead, was it?" Qing Yu said with a half-smile.

Unperturbed by Qing Yu's sarcasm, Zhang Xuanji replied, "Just a reminder, don't become one of the corpses behind the mountain."

He paused, then continued, "You must have just arrived today, so have you seen Tan Wuyan?"

"I have some understanding," Qing Yu replied solemnly, putting away his previous frivolity.

He hadn't seen Tan Wuyan, but when he had previously visited a Shadow Pavilion outpost, he had searched the memory of one of the Shadow Pavilion members.

Tan Wuyan was the person sent by the Shadow King Sect to oversee matters in Ji Province. According to the description of the person whose memory Qing Yu had searched, Tan Wuyan should possess considerable strength, but he was even more fond of using tactics.

In just two months in Ji Province, he had already caused three intense conflicts between the government and the Blood Demon Sect through subtle manipulations.

In these three intense conflicts, four military Shen had died, along with seven civil officers—all of whom were from the Royalist faction.

"I have been secretly active in Ji Province for a month now. I shouldn't be concerned with, or even interested in, how Tan Wuyan conducts his affairs. However..."

Suddenly, Zhang Xuanji's eyes filled with Killing Intent, "He shouldn't have made a move against me. Half a month ago, I was suddenly attacked by people from the Blood Demon Sect. Three from the True Pill Realm, that was rather high regard for me. Yet, in the end, they still underestimated me.

I left one alive, and through concoctions of Heart Ruining Pill, Soul-snatching Pill, Chaotic God Pill, and others, I made him spill everything. I absolutely had not expected that it was the Shadow Pavilion that had sold out my whereabouts."

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