Hua Zongmen

That Disciple sneered, completely unmoved: "Hmph, important matter? You think we'll let you leave just because you say so? Dream on!"

Seeing this, Zhao Yuwei also stepped forward and said firmly, "We truly have an urgent matter and must go to the Hua Yun Sect immediately. If we delay a major event, you won't be able to bear the responsibility!"

"Hua Yun Sect?" Just as the two sides were in a stalemate, a slightly mocking voice came from the crowd.

A young man dressed in Hua Yun Sect attire walked out slowly. His face was handsome, but there was an air of arrogance between his brows.

He coldly glanced at Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei, and said indifferently, "I am Gan Feng, a Disciple of the Hua Yun Sect. It's the same if you tell me what you need."

Xiao Feng's gaze fell on Gan Feng, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

He knew that this young man before him was definitely not someone to be trifled with.

"This message is of great importance, I must deliver it personally to your Hua Yun Sect's Sect Head!" Xiao Feng said coldly.

Hearing this, Gan Feng curled his lips into a cold smile, his eyes full of disdain: "Sect Head? Who do you think you are? Our Sect Head isn't someone just any nobody can meet! Moreover, you two are unknown individuals who trespassed into the Wushan Seal, who knows what your intentions are?"

When Zhao Yuwei heard these words, she frowned, and a surge of anger instantly rose in her heart.

She hadn't wanted to get entangled with these people, but Gan Feng's words made her unable to tolerate it.

She stepped forward, looked directly at Gan Feng, and said mockingly, "Oh, an Immortal cultivated into an Immortal, how did you learn to look down on people with a dog's eyes instead? Could it be that you are cultivating the path of a dog, not the path of an Immortal?"

"You!" Gan Feng's face turned ashen from Zhao Yuwei's words, and a hint of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly waved his hand and shouted sternly, "Someone! Take down these two guys who don't know their place!"

The surrounding Hua Yun Sect immortal disciples heard this and immediately drew their swords, pointing the tips directly at Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei.

Seeing this, a cold light flashed in Xiao Feng's eyes, and he thought to himself, "Perfect, let's test the Immortal Power the three Immortals gave me!"

He took a deep breath, and the Immortal Power within his body surged instantly, like a torrent rushing endlessly through his Meridians.

"Since you're looking for death, don't blame me for being impolite!" Xiao Feng low-shouted, his hands suddenly waved, and the Immortal Power within his body erupted like overturning mountains and seas.

In an instant, an invisible force swept through the surroundings. Those Hua Yun Sect Disciples who rushed forward were sent flying back by this force before they even got close, falling heavily to the ground, their wails rising one after another.

Seeing this, Gan Feng's pupils suddenly constricted, his face full of shock.

He stared intently at Xiao Feng, his voice trembling slightly: "You... how do you have our Hua Yun Sect's Fifth Elder's Immortal Power? What did you do to him?"

Xiao Feng frowned slightly, feeling a little helpless.

He wanted to explain, but seeing Gan Feng's aggressive appearance, he knew it would be a waste of words.

He sneered, too lazy to say anything more, and directly raised his hand and waved, a surge of Immortal Power transformed into a rope, instantly tying Gan Feng up securely.

"Xiao Feng, stop wasting words with him, tie him up first, and we'll go directly to the Hua Yun Sect!" Zhao Yuwei urged from the side, a hint of impatience flashing in her eyes.

Xiao Feng nodded and was about to leave with Gan Feng, but saw that even after being tied up, Gan Feng was still relentless, cursing incessantly: "You two sluts, how dare you lay a hand on me! When I return to the Hua Yun Sect, I will make your lives worse than death!"

Hearing this, a cold light flashed in Zhao Yuwei's eyes. She quickly stepped forward and slapped Gan Feng twice across the face.

"Slap! Slap!" The crisp sound of the slaps echoed in the air. Gan Feng's cheeks immediately became red and swollen, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

"Keep your mouth clean, or next time it won't be just slaps!" Zhao Yuwei said coldly, her tone carrying an unquestionable authority.

Gan Feng was stunned by the two slaps, and for a moment, he didn't dare to speak again.

He stared intently at Zhao Yuwei, his eyes full of unwillingness, but he didn't dare to act presumptuously anymore.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng secretly shook his head, then said to Zhao Yuwei, "Let's go, let's hurry up and not delay the important matter."

However, the surrounding immortal disciples seemed to have no intention of letting Zhao Yuwei and Xiao Feng leave.

The leading Disciple sneered, "Bold madmen, how dare you kidnap a Disciple of my Hua Yun Sect, release him quickly!"

Zhao Yuwei snorted coldly, and a dagger flashed in her hand, instantly placed against Gan Feng's neck.

"If any of you dare to act rashly, I'll cut his throat first!"

Gan Feng was terrified, his whole body trembling, as the cold blade pressed against his neck.

He shook his head desperately, signaling the Disciples not to act rashly.

"Quickly release my Senior Brother! Don't think you can run wild in Witch Mountain!"

"That's right, if you know what's good for you, release him immediately, or we'll make you suffer!"

Facing the threats from the crowd, Zhao Yuwei remained calm. She unhurriedly drew a sharp knife from her waist and with a 'clink' placed it against Gan Feng's neck.

The blade gleamed coldly, making Gan Feng's face look even worse.

"All of you, keep your mouths shut! Make him control his Junior Brothers, otherwise, his head won't be saved." Zhao Yuwei's voice was cold.

Gan Feng was afraid of death. Feeling the coldness on his neck, he shivered with fright and quickly rebuked his Junior Brothers not to act rashly: "Don't be impulsive! Do you want to see me die? You know my life is in their hands!"

These Disciples were hesitant to act for fear of harming Gan Feng. Helplessly, they could only grit their teeth and glare hatefully at Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei, no longer shouting.

Zhao Yuwei nodded with satisfaction and said coldly to Gan Feng, "Lead the way to the Hua Yun Sect for us. Don't play any tricks, otherwise, you know the consequences."

Gan Feng secretly felt bitter in his heart. He knew that he had no choice at this point and could only reluctantly lead Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei to the Hua Yun Sect.

The Hua Yun Sect is located in the First Heaven. The mountain gate is grand, surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

On the square in front of the mountain gate, hundreds of Disciples were practicing Spells. Sword light flashed, and Spell chants echoed, the scene was spectacular.

And at the peak of the clouds of the Hua Yun Sect, a giant bronze bell hung amidst the clouds and mist. The bell body emitted a faint light, looking magnificent.

Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei were taken to Guangyao Hall, which is where the Hua Yun Sect receives guests.

The hall was lavishly decorated, with various Magical Artifacts hanging around, appearing solemn and majestic.

Upon entering Guangyao Hall, Zhao Yuwei released Gan Feng, but who knew that a hint of viciousness flashed in this guy's eyes.

He pointed at Zhao Yuwei and Xiao Feng and shouted loudly, "They trespassed into the mountain gate and kidnapped me, quickly capture them!"

Hearing this, those Disciples immediately drew their long swords and surrounded Zhao Yuwei and Xiao Feng.

Zhao Yuwei sneered, "Gan Feng, you are indeed a petty person. You were scared to death just now, but now you have the guts?"

Gan Feng's face changed, but he quickly regained his composure and sneered, "You trespassed into the mountain gate and even dared to threaten me. Today, you won't leave here alive!"

Zhao Yuwei folded her arms, a hint of anger flashing in her eyes, and stared coldly at Gan Feng: "You, good fellow, you clearly know that we came to the Immortal Sect for something, yet you falsely accuse us of trespassing!"

Seeing this, Gan Feng curled his lips into a smug smile, a hint of viciousness flashing in his eyes: "You offended the Hua Yun Sect by capturing me, and now you're still spouting nonsense on our Hua Yun Sect's territory. Junior Brothers, capture them and directly lock them in the forbidden room!"

He waved his hand, signaling the surrounding Disciples to act, his face full of confidence.

Hearing this, those Disciples immediately drew their long swords, the sword light flashing, and approached Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei.

Just as the two sides were at daggers drawn, a calm voice suddenly sounded: "Stop!" The voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable authority, instantly making everyone stop.

Everyone turned around and saw an old man with Immortal bones and a Daoist aura, holding a whisk, slowly walking in from outside the hall.

The old man was wearing a white robe, his beard and hair were all white, and his eyes were sharp like torches. After scanning the surroundings, his gaze steadily fell on Gan Feng, and he said coldly, "Gan Feng, what are you making a fuss about again?"

Gan Feng's face changed, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice, "Fifth Elder, they... they trespassed into the mountain gate and kidnapped me..."

The old man snorted coldly, waved his whisk, his voice carrying a hint of reprimand: "Shut up! I already know what happened, and you still have the nerve to speak?"

Gan Feng was immediately speechless, lowering his head and not daring to speak again, but a hint of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

The old man turned to look at Zhao Yuwei and Xiao Feng, nodded slightly, and his tone softened a bit: "You two have traveled a long way, it must have been difficult. I am the Hua Yun Sect's Ninth Elder, may I know what important matter you have?"

Seeing this, Xiao Feng immediately stepped forward, cupped his hands in a salute, and said respectfully, "Fifth Elder, we are here to deliver a message."

The old man nodded, his eyes showing a bit more approval: "In that case, please follow me."

He turned and motioned for the two to follow, then led them away from Guangyao Hall.