"Real Master of the Xuanyin Sect, you’re interfering with our Shenyuan Peak’s revenge. Are you trying to incite a war between the Human Race and the Demon Clan?" The Silver Ape followed the Zhao elderly woman’s example and questioned loudly, its powerful voice echoing everywhere.

Master Ming Quan simply ignored it, as the horsetail whisk and bell in his hand emitted a brilliant light, determined to save the Corpse-Driving Sect from fiery peril.

But suddenly, he frowned, his expression turning solemn.

In the void, vague hostile auras locked onto him from afar, causing him concern and making him hesitant to exert his full strength.

"Fellow Daoist Ming Quan, the Human Race and Demon Clan have been at peace for thousands of years; today’s matter must not ruin that."

"As cultivators of the Alliance Hierarch sect, we should consider the bigger picture."

"As the saying goes, grievances should be directed at their rightful owners; why involve ourselves in others’ vengeance?"

Clearly, several Masters from the Spirit Treasure Sect, Lihuo Palace, and Five Elements Sect held grudges from the last event and had come today to undermine the situation.

Standing on a moral high ground supposedly for the peace between humans and demons, their words were extremely hypocritical and repugnant.

The consequence was that Master Ming Quan felt somewhat restrained, unable to exert more than seventy to eighty percent of his power.

The Silver Ape, Blood Python, and other Great Demons attacked even more fiercely than before.

The Sect’s Mountain Barrier Formation shook precariously, with increasing casualties within the sect, facing imminent risk of annihilation.

"Have you thought it through? Committing such a vile deed today will entangle you in immense karma!" Master Ming Quan roared furiously.

"Karma? What karma could there be if a small sect in the Northern Domain is destroyed?" someone sneered disdainfully.

The Corpse-Driving Sect seemed truly on the brink of destruction.

’Swish!’

In this critical moment, a splendid silver sword light pierced through the sky, like a meteor descending on earth, brimming with unparalleled killing intent and dominance, striking fiercely amidst the Great Demons’ ranks!

Screams of agony erupted.

The Silver Ape Great Demon, the Giant Scorpion Demon, the Black Tiger Demon, the Blood Python Demon, several Great Demons, were all suddenly inflicted with varying degrees of injuries!

"This lunatic actually took action like this..."

"His power is even stronger than the rumors; he’s quite a tough opponent."

In the void, the Golden Cores that had been pressuring Master Ming Quan quietly retreated, clearly unwilling to confront this formidable newcomer.

The sword light stabilized and retracted in the air.

An elderly Daoist in a simple grey robe appeared, his face full of menace.

"Did you really think the Human Race was made of clay, and you could bully us without anyone standing up?"

It was Master Po Xiao of the Boundless Sword Sect, known for his mighty and aggressive nature.

"Human race Golden Core, do you truly intend to interfere?" the Silver Giant Ape said harshly.

"Three breaths’ time, any demon standing here, I shall slay!" Master Po Xiao’s killing intent surged, causing the surrounding void to tremble incessantly, letting all know he spoke honestly.

"Fine, you just wait!" The Great Silver Ape and others naturally had no desire to fight to the death with this formidable human Golden Core.

After uttering harsh words, they fled dejectedly.

Though they held the advantage previously, under the desperate attacks of the Corpse-Driving Sect, they’d already suffered varying degrees of injuries, compounded by the assault from Master Po Xiao, worsening their state.

Right now, wisdom dictated avoiding immediate misfortune, temporarily leaving the scene.

Seeing this, Master Cang Yu and others couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, knowing today’s calamity seemed to have passed.

However, thinking of the deaths of several fellow Fake Pill disciples just now.

And seeing the collapsed peaks below, the bloodied corpses, the harrowing screams, they still felt a deep sorrow.

The Corpse-Driving Sect is starkly weak.

Even if today’s disaster was averted, what of tomorrow, the day after, next year, the year after? What could change?

Master Po Xiao and Master Ming Quan can protect them briefly, but not forever.

Having offended these unreasonable Demon Clan members, the Corpse-Driving Sect seems destined for destruction with no alternative path.

"Where lies the path to survival?" Master Cang Yu’s desolate voice echoed in the air, prompting silence among the disciples.

Two days later, the news that the Corpse-Driving Sect had narrowly escaped extinction but suffered severe losses reached Tianyuan.

’Whoosh!’

In a certain cave, a figure suddenly flew out, enveloped in a transparent red light, with towering rage.

"No path to survival? Then I shall forcibly carve one out, compelling these Demon Clan to yield to me!"

"In the main world, you might be formidable, but within Heaven’s Abyss’ first layer, dragons or Buddhas have to tread carefully!"

"You want to annihilate my sect, and I will stifle your future!"

"Then we’ll see who ultimately bows to whom?!"

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