141: Discussion between good and evil

The information gleaned from the Qingshan Sect Elder revealed that the terrifying attack was capable of easily killing Qi Transformation Realm experts, which undoubtedly dropped a bombshell in everyone's hearts.

A dreadful thought involuntarily surfaced in their minds.

If faced with an even more powerful First Incarnation Realm expert, what would be the consequences of such an attack? Would a First Incarnation Realm expert also be as vulnerable as an ant under this terrifying assault?

As for the legendary Yiqi Realm Expert, although deep down they instinctively felt that this attack might not pose a substantial threat to them, in the face of this unknown fear, everything became less certain, and a trace of doubt quietly grew in everyone's hearts like a shadow.

"It's truly strange. From your description, this thing has never had any records in the long and ancient history of the cultivation world."

The Purple-Robed Elder, who was leading the group, frowned deeply, his face filled with confusion.

In his understanding, the cultivation world had been passed down for countless years, enduring the exploration and records of innumerable experts. Almost all kinds of strange tales, powerful artifacts, and mysterious cultivation techniques could be found with some clues in the vast historical texts.

Logically speaking, an existence of such powerful strength and unique characteristics would surely leave clues in the long river of the cultivation world's history.

However, everyone had exhausted their abilities, sifting through all the historical records they could find in their memories, yet not a single one matched the description given by the Qingshan Sect Elder.

"You all say... what if that strange thing from the Qingshan Sect runs out..."

Just as everyone was arguing and discussing, trying to make sense of the complex clues, a slightly hunched old man couldn't help but speak softly.

Although his voice was not loud, it was like a sudden clap of thunder in the silent night sky, instantly interrupting everyone's discussion.

As soon as these words came out, the previously lively and noisy scene instantly fell silent, and everyone involuntarily turned their gaze towards the old man who had just spoken.

"Hey, why are you all staring at me? Did I say something wrong?"

Being stared at by so many people, the old man was startled, a surge of inexplicable panic rising in his heart, and he quickly stammered out the question.

"No... you didn't say anything wrong. On the contrary, you are very right."

The Purple-Robed Elder, who was leading the group, had a solemn expression, his face growing increasingly grim.

Not only did he understand, but everyone present understood that if, as he said, the strange thing inside the Qingshan Sect were to escape, it would undoubtedly be a horrific tragedy for the entire cultivation world.

After all, judging by the strength of these strange things, other sects, apart from the top sects, would have no power to resist whatsoever.

Countless lower-level sects would be annihilated in this disaster, countless cultivators would die tragically, and the peace and order of the cultivation world, maintained for thousands of years, would be completely destroyed.

"Everyone, I believe you are well aware of the gravity of the situation. We must not let the strange things inside the Qingshan Sect escape. This is not only for the survival of our respective sects, but also our inescapable duty as The Righteous Sects!"

The Purple-Robed Elder stood up, his gaze firm as he swept across everyone present, and spoke in a clear, resonant voice...

In another mysterious place shrouded in mist, there also stood a magnificent palace.

However, the palace's architecture was dominated by dark tones, and the walls were carved with bizarre patterns, appearing particularly eerie.

Inside the palace, a group of people sat together, unlike the uniform elderly members of The Righteous Sects, most here were young men and women.

"What do you all think of the Qingshan Sect's situation?"

One Effeminate Man broke the silence.

He was dressed in a black brocade robe with delicate silver patterns embroidered on the collar and cuffs. His face was fair as jade, and his eyes revealed an indescribable sinister aura. At this moment, he slightly narrowed his eyes, scanning the crowd.

"What do I think? Sitting and watching, lying down and watching, whatever. The Qingshan Sect belongs to The Righteous Sects anyway, so let those so-called righteous people handle it."

A voluptuous woman leaned lazily against her chair, speaking with an indifferent expression.

She wore a pink gauze dress that perfectly accentuated her graceful figure, with the collar slightly open, revealing a large expanse of skin as white as snow. Every movement she made exuded a captivating charm.

As she spoke, she gently swirled the wine glass in her hand, her eyes full of disdain, as if the matters of the Qingshan Sect had nothing to do with her.

"Big chest, no brains..."

Seeing this, the Effeminate Man muttered softly. Although his voice was low, it was clearly audible in the quiet palace.

"What do you mean? Are you saying I have no brains? Then don't even think about visiting our Hehuan Sect again."

These words seemed to ignite the fuse of a bomb within the woman. Her eyebrows instantly shot up, her almond eyes widened, and she stood up angrily, pointing her slender finger at the man who had just spoken, pouting playfully.

"Alright, alright, I was wrong, Big Sister, please spare me!"

Upon hearing this, the sinister look on the Effeminate Man's face instantly vanished, replaced by a look of panic and helplessness.

As a regular customer, he naturally knew the woman's temper. So, he quickly stood up, repeatedly bowed to the woman, his tone full of pleas for mercy.

"Big Sister?"

Hearing this, the woman raised an eyebrow, the anger in her eyes intensifying.

"No, no, no, Sister, Sister, my dear Sister, I was wrong."

The Effeminate Man reacted quickly, immediately changing his address, his face plastered with a fawning smile.

"That's more like it. I'll let you off."

The woman snorted coldly and slowly sat down, the anger on her face gradually receding, returning to her charming and alluring demeanor.

"Thank you, Sister!"

The Effeminate Man sighed in relief and quickly said.

The others just quietly watched the two bicker, yet no one stepped forward to stop them.

After all, the Hehuan Sect was one of the top major sects in their Evil Faction, with formidable strength and numerous experts.

And the woman being able to sit here naturally represented the Hehuan Sect. Offending this woman was equivalent to offending the entire Hehuan Sect.

It was just a small matter. Let them argue if they want; there's still plenty of time, no need to go out and be a peacemaker.