343: The slap in the face came so quickly.

Upon hearing this, the laziness on Bi Yao's small face instantly vanished,

replaced by a hint of coldness and protective concern:

"Oh? Someone's looking for revenge against you? And they're even twisting the truth?"

She saw through Yao Delong's situation and intentions at a glance.

"Exactly! People from the Moyang Sect are in my Sect's main hall right now, twisting the truth,

slandering me for murdering fellow Disciples, and demanding the Sect hand me over!" Yao Delong said in a heavy voice.

"Hmph! A bunch of things that don't know whether they're dead or alive!"

Bi Yao snorted coldly, her small face full of disdain.

In her eyes, Yao Delong was a successor who had passed her master's assessment, which meant he was one of her own!

No matter if it was the Moyang Sect or the Black Yang Sect, anyone who dared to bully someone under her protection simply wouldn't do!

"A small matter!" Bi Yao casually grabbed at the Void Realm with her small hand!

Buzz!

The space rippled like water, and a Memory Stone, identical to the one in Yao Delong's hand

and emitting dense spatial fluctuations, appeared out of thin air in her fair little hand.

The entire process was easy and casual, as if she were just picking up a piece of candy from a table.

"Here, take it. Everything is clearly recorded inside, from their planned operation,

to that kid Xiao Chen's attack, to your counter-killing of those trash,

and finally the entire process of heavily wounding Xiao Chen—not a single frame is missing!"

Bi Yao tossed the Memory Stone to Yao Delong, her tone carrying a hint of contempt,

"I want to see how those shameless people can still twist the truth when the evidence is as solid as a mountain!"

"Thank you, Senior Bi Yao!"

Yao Delong took the Memory Stone, his heart settling as his gratitude was beyond words.

Although this Artifact Spirit Senior was sometimes flighty, she was truly reliable at critical moments!

"Go on then, don't let those jumping clowns get too arrogant!" Bi Yao waved her small hand.

Yao Delong delayed no further and activated the jade token again, instantly passing through the spatial tunnel

and returning to the Yin Yang Sect. This led to the shocking scene of him stepping into the main hall holding the Memory Stone!

Yao Delong ignored Mo Qingxuan's venomous gaze that looked like she wanted to swallow him alive,

and also ignored the fleeting shock and doubt in Han Yingxing's eyes, as well as Ghost Shadow's face, which instantly turned as pale as paper and full of terror.

He walked straight to the center of the hall and bowed to White Cloud Master in the main seat and the various Peak Masters.

"Disciple Yao Delong pays respects to the Sect Head and to my Junior Martial Uncles." His voice was steady and powerful.

Then, he raised his head, his eyes burning like torches as he looked directly at Han Yingxing and Mo Qingxuan, saying loudly:

"Vice Sect Master Han, Hall Master Mo, and Elder Ghost Shadow, words carry no weight, but seeing is believing!

What exactly happened in the Burial God Abyss, you will all know once you see for yourselves!"

Before his voice had even faded, Yao Delong unhesitatingly injected a burst of pure Yuan Power into the Memory Stone in his hand!

Buzz—!

The Memory Stone burst with light! A huge, crystal-clear screen of light was instantly projected into the air of the hall!

Within the light screen, the scenes began to rewind rapidly!

The light of the Memory Stone bloomed brilliantly in the hall, the massive light screen acting like a silent judge,

displaying the bloody ambush and counter-kill in the Burial God Abyss in minute detail before everyone's eyes!

The images flickered rapidly: Outside a gloomy cave, Liang Kun, Blood Butcher, Iron Mountain,

Ghost Shadow, Scar, Luo Tianying, Xiao Chen, and Meng Bi were gathered sneakily.

With cruel sneers on their faces, they whispered their ambush plan, their target being Yao Delong's group!

Jealousy and malice flickered in Xiao Chen's eyes, while beneath Luo Tianying's blood-red robes, her aura was cold and sinister.

However, the scene shifted, and Yao Delong and the others seemed to have sensed the danger in advance!

Just as the Moyang Sect crowd was preparing to launch a thunderous strike, Yao Delong was the first to lash out!

Lin Qingxue's sword light was like snow, Han Yun's arrow light was like rain, and Xiao Huohuo's Battle Intent was heaven-shaking!

The two groups instantly clashed outside the cave, their battle cries shaking the heavens!

In the chaos, Xiao Chen was crushed by Yao Delong!

After being heavily wounded, Meng Bi's Soul Flew Away and Spirit Scattering in fear; he couldn't care less about Xiao Chen and turned to flee!

Scar also took the opportunity to slip away!

Seeing that the situation was lost, madness and despair flashed in the eyes of Liang Kun and Blood Butcher!

The two actually chose the most tragic method at the same time—self-detonating their Physical Bodies! Terrifying destructive energy instantly swept out!

However, at the center of this destructive storm, a sudden change occurred!

Luo Tianying, who had been hiding in the shadows, finally revealed her fangs!

Her body was wreathed in overwhelming Devilish Qi, her hands forming strange seals as she grabbed the Nascent Souls of the two who were preparing to escape,

forcibly extracting and devouring the essence of their Nascent Souls!

Her aura visibly surged wildly in the footage, a satisfied and sinister smile appearing on her face!

In the shockwave of the self-detonations, Ghost Shadow's liver and gallbladder were split with fear,

and without hesitation, he burned his own Essence Blood and Lifespan, turning into a nearly transparent phantom shadow,

picking up the unconscious Xiao Chen, whose Divine Soul was shattered, and fled desperately into the Void Realm, disappearing!

The final frozen frame was of Luo Tianying bathed in the Devilish Qi that had surged after devouring the Nascent Souls,

those cold eyes seemingly piercing through time and space,

sweeping over the people outside the light screen with a hint of mockery, before the image abruptly ended!

The entire recording process was smooth and clear,

every detail like a heavy hammer, ruthlessly smashing into the faces of the Moyang Sect crowd!

Right and wrong were clear at a glance! This was a complete, despicable ambush planned by the Moyang Sect Elders and Xiao Chen!

Yao Delong and the others were absolute victims,

and their counterattack was legitimate self-defense, a struggle for survival in a desperate situation!

Within the hall, there was a deathly silence! One could hear a needle drop!

The members of the Yin Yang Sect showed expressions of understanding, satisfaction, and relief!

Lei Zhenzi even grinned widely, laughing silently and, towards the direction of the Moyang Sect,

made an extremely arrogant and insulting middle finger gesture!

Dan Chenzi stroked his beard, his eyes full of gratification and pride.

A minuscule arc also curled at the corner of Leng Yuekui's icy mouth.

The other Peak Masters all straightened their backs, their gazes sharp as knives, scrutinizing like victors.

As for the Moyang Sect side: Ghost Shadow had already collapsed to the ground, his face devoid of color, shaking all over like a leaf in the autumn wind,

his eyes were unfocused, and he mumbled unconsciously, "It's over... everything is over..."

He never dreamed that Yao Delong would possess such a precious Memory Stone, pinning his lies down completely!

Liang Wufeng stood behind Han Yingxing, expressionless, but deep in his eyes was a cold and heavy solemnity.

His main purpose for this trip was to investigate the internal situation of the Yin Yang Sect, especially the movements of the Spirit Plant Peak Master, Luo Baiya.

Now, Luo Baiya had not appeared, and the scene in the recording where Luo Tianying exposed her identity as a Demonic Cultivator and devoured Nascent Souls was earth-shattering!

This made alarm bells ring in his heart, and he dared not act rashly even more, for fear of bringing trouble upon himself.

Han Yingxing's face turned red and white in turns, the veins on his forehead bulging!

He felt as if his face was being slapped repeatedly by invisible palms, burning with pain!

Before all the previous questioning, all the arrogance, all the "evidence"—at this moment, they had all become a massive joke!

He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, barely managing to suppress the urge to go berserk.