341: I have never seen such a shameless person.

Distorting black and white! Calling a stag a horse!

"Bullshit! Utter dog-fart!"

Lei Zhenzi was so furious that lightning flashed all over his body and his beard and hair stood on end. He pointed at Gui Ying and cursed loudly,

"You dog thing, your skill in distorting black and white is truly at the peak of perfection!

Outside the Burial God Abyss, it was clearly that old scoundrel Liang Wufeng from your Moyang Sect,

who intentionally delayed me, allowing the demonic cultivator Luo Tianying to escape,

and you lot teamed up with Xiao Chen to surround and kill Yao Delong, only to be counter-killed instead—it serves you right!

Your skills were inferior, you deserved to die! And now you have the face to come here and make false accusations?

This is the height of shamelessness! Liang Wufeng! You old dog, do you dare to come out and face me?!"

Lei Zhenzi's roar was like thunder, making Gui Ying's face turn even paler as he trembled.

White Cloud Master's brow furrowed slightly. The Moyang Sect's visit this time was clearly a pretext for trouble; they did not come with good intentions.

He said no more, waving his large sleeve. An invisible, majestic power instantly enveloped the Moyang Sect's flying boat and everyone on it!

Space distorted!

In the next instant, the people of the Moyang Sect along with their flying boat,

had been forcibly moved to the square outside the grand and solemn hall of the Yin Yang Sect's Dragon Head Peak!

At this moment, the other eight Peak Masters of the Yin Yang Sect were already standing solemnly at the entrance of the hall,

each with a cold expression and steady aura, their gazes scanning these uninvited guests like knife blades!

An invisible pressure permeated the air.

The cabin door of the Moyang Sect's flying boat opened again, and a dozen figures filed out.

The leader was none other than the Hall Master of Law Enforcement, Liang Wufeng (Void Refining Early Stage). His face was as dark as water, and his eyes coldly swept over the people of the Yin Yang Sect.

Behind him were several Soul Transformation Stage Elders with powerful auras.

But the most eye-catching was a beautiful woman among them, dressed in a magnificent palace dress with her hair piled high.

Her skin was whiter than snow, as smooth as the finest mutton-fat white jade, seemingly glowing with a lustrous sheen under the sun.

Her oval face was exquisitely beautiful, her eyebrows like distant mountains shrouded in mist, her eyes like ripples on autumn waters,

her nose was finely sculpted, and her red lips were full and moist, but at this moment they were tightly pursed, revealing a bone-deep malice and madness.

The palace dress was perfectly tailored, flawlessly outlining her voluptuous and graceful curves, reminiscent of a ripe peach,

especially the startling arc formed by her full, high breasts and slender waist,

which was enough to make any normal man's heart race.

However, the terrifying pressure of the Void Refinement Mid-stage radiating from her, as well as the sky-high hatred burning in her phoenix eyes,

which looked as if she wanted to swallow Yao Delong alive, gave this startling beauty a deadly and dangerous aura.

She was none other than Xiao Chen's mother, the Moyang Sect's Hall Master of Dharma Transmission—Mo Qingxuan!

The two groups of people were clearly demarcated, and the atmosphere was as heavy as a volcano about to erupt.

Inside the hall, the atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme.

White Cloud Master sat high in the main seat, with the other Peak Masters lined up on both sides. The Moyang Sect group sat in the guest seats opposite them.

"Vice Sect Master Han,"

White Cloud Master's voice was calm, yet carried an unquestionable authority,

"what your sect's Elder says is poles apart from what my sect's Peak Master describes.

The rights and wrongs within the Burial God Abyss are likely only clear to those involved.

To demand accountability from my sect based solely on a one-sided account is far too frivolous."

Han Yingxing gave a cold laugh:

"A one-sided account? My sect's Elder Gui Ying is the witness! The injuries on his body are the physical evidence!

Does Sect Master Bai intend to shield his Disciples and distort black and white?"

"A witness?"

Senior Brother Dan snorted coldly, his gaze shooting like lightning toward the trembling Gui Ying,

"A person with depleted Lifespan, an unstable mind, and a mouth full of nonsense can also be a witness?

Then my sect's Disciples Lin Qingxue, Han Yun, Xiao Huohuo, and others were all witnesses to that day,

and they can also testify that it was you lot who set an ambush first, intending to kill and seize treasures!"

Lin Qingxue, Han Yun, Xiao Huohuo, and Lin Shishi had already been summoned outside the hall, and were now brought inside.

Facing the pressure of the Moyang Sect's many Grandmasters, although their faces were slightly pale, their eyes were incredibly firm.

"Reporting to the Sect Head and Peak Masters!" Lin Qingxue's voice was cold and her logic clear,

"Inside the Burial God Abyss, it was Liang Kun and others from the Moyang Sect, together with Xiao Chen,

who colluded with the demonic cultivator Luo Tianying to surround and kill Junior Brother Yao!

Had Junior Brother Yao not possessed extraordinary strength and encountered a fortuitous opportunity, we would have already lost our lives in the Yellow Springs!

Liang Kun, Blood Butcher, and Tie Shan were all aiding a tyrant; their deaths were well-deserved!

What Gui Ying says is pure slander!"

"That's right! They were the ones who attacked first!"

Han Yun, Xiao Huohuo, and Lin Shishi also immediately chimed in, glaring at Gui Ying.

"Nonsense! You're making false accusations!" Gui Ying shrieked, appearing half-mad,

"It was you who launched a sneak attack! It was that Devil Head Yao Delong..."

"Enough!" A shrill and piercing scream interrupted Gui Ying's roar.

Mo Qingxuan suddenly stood up, her beautiful face distorted by extreme anger and hatred,

her phoenix eyes staring fixedly at White Cloud Master and Senior Brother Dan, her voice carrying a kind of hysterical madness:

"Right and wrong, this Seat no longer wishes to hear you argue!

My son Xiao Chen, a talent favored by heaven, has now had his Divine Soul shattered by that vile creature Yao Delong,

his dao foundation completely destroyed, living a life worse than death! This enmity is irreconcilable!"

She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her surging killing intent, and turned her gaze toward Senior Brother Dan,

her tone carrying a high-and-mighty command and charity:

"Dan Chenzi! This Seat knows you are one of the few Alchemy Grandmasters in the Eastern Region!

As long as your sect immediately hands over Yao Delong and refines an eighth-grade 'nine revolutions soul returning elixir' for my son,

to help him repair his Divine Soul and recast his dao foundation!

This Seat can let bygones be bygones, and even... can grant you the position of Guest Elder of the Moyang Sect, enjoying endless resources!"

Boom!

Mo Qingxuan's words were like pouring cold water into boiling oil, instantly exploding throughout the entire hall!

"Bastard!"

"This is going too far!"

"The height of shamelessness!"

All the Peak Masters of the Yin Yang Sect, including the always steady White Cloud Master, felt an uncontrollable surge of anger on their faces!

Senior Brother Dan was even more amused by the sheer anger!

This Mo Qingxuan was simply tyrannical and unreasonable to the extreme!

Her son had teamed up with outsiders to surround and kill a Disciple of this sect, and after being counter-killed and heavily injured,

she not only refused to admit fault, but instead distorted black and white, pushing all the blame onto the victim!

Now, she was even opening her mouth wide like a lion, not only demanding the handover of Yao Delong, who had achieved great merit and possessed extraordinary talent,

but also wanting Senior Brother Dan, the Dan Chenzi, to expend his lifeblood to refine an eighth-grade Divine Pill for her traitorous son?!

This was no longer a simple provocation; this was a naked humiliation!

It was taking a shit right on the Yin Yang Sect's head!

"Hahaha! Good! What a fine Hall Master of Dharma Transmission of the Moyang Sect! What a fine 'let bygones be bygones'!"

Lei Zhenzi laughed out of extreme anger, lightning crackling and popping all over his body as he pointed at Mo Qingxuan's nose and cursed,

"I have lived for so many years and never before have I seen such a brazen and shameless person!

Your son colluded with demonic cultivators and harmed his fellow disciples; he deserves to die!

Not grinding his bones to ashes on the spot was already letting him off easy! And you still have the face to come and ask for him?

You even want Senior Brother Dan to refine an eighth-grade pill for you? I spit on that! In your dreams, you old hag!"

Senior Brother Dan took a step forward, his hair and beard flaring. The normally gentle Alchemy Grandmaster

now erupted with a sky-piercing rage. He slammed his hand down on the armrest of his chair,

and that armrest, crafted from ten-thousand-year-old cold jade, instantly turned into powder!