189: Chapter 189 The Exit is Blocked

At this critical moment, Yang Yan suddenly rushed over.

He shouted urgently, "Deacon Liu, you cannot! Xiang Tian saved my life!"

Deacon Liu's movements did not pause in the slightest, and he swept a cold and stern gaze toward Yang Yan.

"Yang Yan, have you been in seclusion so long that you've become stupid? Do you know how many Disciples of our Tyrant Blade Sect they killed in the Phantom God Forest? If you dare to speak another word, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Yan's brows locked tightly, and his gaze subconsciously turned to Xiang Tian.

He was completely unaware of this matter.

He suppressed the turmoil in his heart and asked in a deep voice, "Brother Xiang, is what Deacon Liu said true?"

If Xiang Tian and his group had truly killed Tyrant Blade Sect Disciples, he would have no standing to stop them anymore; at most, he could only collect their corpses afterward.

Xiang Tian, however, had a calm expression and admitted it generously, "That's right. Those Tyrant Blade Sect Disciples were indeed killed by my people."

The moment these words fell, disbelief surged in Yang Yan's eyes. "You... you actually killed my Sect mates?"

His friendship with Xiang Tian was one thing, but this matter involved his own Sect mates.

If he were to continue to insist on pleading for Xiang Tian, how would that be any different from being a traitor?

Seeing his changing expression, Xiang Tian's tone was calm as he spoke slowly, "Then, do you want to hear why we had to..."

He had intended to explain the cause and effect clearly, but was sternly interrupted by Deacon Liu.

"Yang Yan, you were unaware of the situation before, so I will not blame you, nor will I report this matter to the Sect. Go wait on the side!" As Deacon Liu said this, he shoved Yang Yan aside.

Then he turned his head and shouted, "Everyone, surround that brat Xiang Tian! Try to capture him alive!"

The other Tyrant Blade Sect Deacons heard this and immediately moved, surrounding Xiang Tian in a pincer formation.

Seeing this, Xiang Tian hooked the corner of his mouth into a cold smile. "Hehe, so impatient to make a move? Fine, since you want to capture me, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

He was naturally unafraid.

With the System as his backing, let alone a few Tyrant Blade Sect Deacons, even if the Tyrant Blade Sect Leader arrived in person, he would have nothing to fear.

A flash of surprise passed through Deacon Liu's eyes, then he shouted coldly, "You have some backbone! Attack!"

Just at this moment, a cold, sharp voice suddenly pierced through the air.

"Let's see who dares to touch him!"

Following that, several aged figures quickly swept over and landed beside Xiang Tian.

The leading elder's gaze was like a knife as he stared directly at Deacon Liu and the others.

Sternly scolding, "The Tyrant Blade Sect has some nerve! Do you not know that Xiang Tian is a Disciple of our Heavenly Sword Sect?"

Deacon Liu's brows locked tightly as he inwardly cursed.

The other side had many people, and their strength was not weak; they had no fewer people than them.

If they really started a fight, it would definitely end in mutual destruction.

Capturing Xiang Tian was no longer possible.

He gave a cold snort. "Hmph! What do you want?"

The leading elder raised an eyebrow and retorted, "Shouldn't that be our question to you?"

The two teams of elders stood in confrontation, their Aura rising sharply.

They faced each other head-on, and for a moment, it was hard to tell who had the upper hand.

A moment later, the leading elder turned to look at Xiang Tian.

He said in a deep voice, "Xiang Tian, although you have yet to report to the Heavenly Sword Sect, your identity is already that of a registered Disciple of our Heavenly Sword Sect. As long as I have a breath left, I will never let anything happen to you."

These words warmed the heart.

However, Xiang Tian was as clear as a mirror in his heart, vaguely guessing the reason behind it.

First, he was Master Miaoxian's Personal Disciple; second, he possessed a True Dragon.

The Heavenly Sword Sect intervening was merely a choice made after weighing the pros and cons.

Even so, Xiang Tian did not reject it. After all, they had indeed come to save his life.

He immediately cupped his hands and said respectfully, "Thank you, Seniors, for your help."

"We are just Deacons of the Heavenly Sword Sect; we dare not accept the title of 'Senior'." The leading elder waved his hand and said with a smile, "You can just call me Deacon Wang."

"Deacon Wang!" Xiang Tian cupped his hands and bowed again.

Then he turned to the other elders and cupped his hands, saying, "And thank you to all the Deacons as well!"

"Protecting our Sect's Disciples is our duty." The other Deacons waved their hands one after another.

Deacon Wang turned his head again.

His gaze fell back onto Deacon Liu and the others, and his tone instantly turned cold.

He said in a deep voice, "Are you not leaving yet?"

Deacon Liu's face turned alternating shades of green and white, but he was ultimately helpless.

He shouted angrily, "Whether we leave or not, what does that have to do with your Heavenly Sword Sect?"

After saying this, he flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

Seeing this, the other Tyrant Blade Sect Deacons hurriedly followed.

A crisis was resolved just like that, without any waves.

But Xiang Tian was full of question marks. He turned to Deacon Wang and asked, "Deacon Wang, how did you enter this place? We are currently trapped here; could it be... you have a way to get out?"

How could he not ask?

Along this journey, he first encountered people from the Yinshi Sect, then was surrounded by the Tyrant Blade Sect.

Now, Heavenly Sword Sect Deacons had suddenly appeared.

Deacon Wang smiled and nodded.

He said slowly, "There is, of course, an exit."

Hearing this, Xiang Tian and Xiang Liu beside him instantly lit up, nearly jumping for joy.

So, getting out was this easy?

But Deacon Wang changed the subject, his tone becoming a bit more solemn.

"However, although the exit has been found, it requires people with powerful strength to join forces to open it completely."

Xiang Tian immediately looked puzzled and asked in confusion, "Could it be that the exit is sealed?"

"It is not sealed, but blocked by a mass of black Qi," Deacon Wang said slowly.

This answer made Xiang Tian pause in surprise.

Seeing this, Deacon Wang added, "You don't need to worry too much. That mass of black Qi contains extremely strong negative emotions. Although we dare not touch it lightly, as long as the experts from our two Sects join forces and use absolute strength to disperse it, we can open the exit and leave successfully."

Hearing the four words "negative emotions," Xiang Tian suddenly realized.

This Secret Realm itself possessed a bizarre power that spurred negative emotions in people.

He composed himself and asked again, "Deacon Wang, what should we do now?"

"Naturally, we must head to the center of this Small World," Deacon Wang explained.

"According to our investigations over the past few days, that mass of black Qi containing thick negative emotions should be entrenched in the central region of the Small World."

"A Small World?" Xiang Tian muttered to himself.

He had previously thought that the place he was trapped in was just an ordinary Secret Realm.

"That is correct. This is indeed a Small World, not an ordinary Secret Realm," Deacon Wang nodded and affirmed.

As a young person from the 21st century, Xiang Tian's curiosity had not been extinguished.

He pressed, "Deacon Wang, how can you be sure this is a Small World and not a Secret Realm?"

"Naturally, it is because this place possesses complete World Laws," Deacon Wang smiled.

"I only know a little bit about it; this was judged by the Sect Masters themselves."

Hearing this, Xiang Tian stopped asking.

Looking at Deacon Wang, it was clear he had limited knowledge, and asking more would be useless.

Afterwards, the group packed up and set off, flying toward the center of the Small World.

Three days later, the group finally arrived at their destination.

Standing high in the sky and looking at the large city visible in the distance, Xiang Tian could not help but look surprised.

He whispered, "Hmm? There is actually a city in the center of this Small World?"

If there is a city, there is a high probability that people live there.

And these people living in the city are most likely the forces secretly supported by Ghost Zhuo.

He immediately asked You Lingqing in his Sea of Consciousness, "Senior, can you detect the background of the people in the city?"

In the Sea of Consciousness, You Lingqing was lazily sprawled on a lounge chair.

She said in a casual tone, "Is it important whether I can detect it? What you should be doing most right now is finding the place where the negative emotions are most dense. In this city, there must be a treasure that once belonged to Ghost Zhuo. You must either destroy that treasure or take it for your own use. As long as you deal with that treasure, the people supported by Ghost Zhuo will be nothing to worry about. Conversely, your situation going forward will only become increasingly passive."

Xiang Tian's heart stirred.

He asked again, "Senior, can you detect where that treasure is?"

"Need you ask? Naturally, it is in the City Lord's Mansion." You Lingqing waved her hand.

"Don't count on me to make a move; I have zero combat power right now and cannot help you with anything."

Xiang Tian shook his head helplessly and had no choice but to follow behind Deacon Wang and the others, flying slowly toward the city below.

Although he already had a train of thought for solving the problem, how to specifically implement it was a significant challenge.

"Xiang Tian, I fear there are hidden dangers in this city. Remember, you must absolutely not leave our side," Deacon Wang turned and instructed.

As soon as he finished speaking, the other Deacons stepped forward, shielding Xiang Tian and Xiang Liu in the middle.

Xiang Tian felt a warmth in his heart and cupped his hands again, saying gratefully, "Thank you, Deacons, for your protection."

But in his heart, he pondered: How could he bring up the method for dealing with the people in the city?

Would these Deacons be willing to listen to the suggestion of a Cultivator at the Martial Emperor Realm?

This would be asking too much of them.