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The black mountain that was filled with the aura of slaughter emitted waves after waves of blood-red light. At the location where the blood-red light was hidden, numerous figures slowly walked out. The person in front was none other than Jie Xingtian.
The fact that a group of people from the Qing-Yun Sect had actually appeared here unscathed and had followed them made Jie Tiantian feel extremely displeased.
"Hmph, the Qing-Yun Sect, what else do you have to say for yourselves? Luo Tianyan, are you sure your Qing-Yun Sect is here just for the sake of training?"
Elder Ming was also shocked by this sight. He didn't expect the people from the Qing-Yun Sect to be able to escape with their lives surrounded by the Demonic Bat Legion.
"Your Qing-Yun Sect is even bolder than the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect. You actually dared to secretly make an enemy out of my little World Sect."
"Did you already get the treasures from my little World School back then?"
The two ordinary elders of the Little World Sect coldly said. Their eyes were gloomy and contained killing intent.
After hearing the accusation from the small World Sect, the Clear Cloud Sect was also in a bit of a commotion.
Ling Jian's eyes narrowed, but he took a step forward and sneered, "The Little World Sect right? Earlier on in the mountain range, if it wasn't for you wanting to destroy my sect, my Qing-Yun Sect might have offered you the treasures of its own initiative. But, with how cruel you are, my Qing-Yun Sect will not hide anything from you.
"What?!"
"You're that damned youth from the Cloud Sky Mountain Range!"
"You killed Old Yin and Old Gray!"
"You even killed my sect's Young Sect Master!"
From the side of the small world sect, two great elders cried out in alarm and Elder Ming was also enraged.
"Actually, there's more. Just a short while ago, I came to the Thousand Killing Abyss, your sect's Old Yan, right? Unfortunately, he met me, then, after that, I …"
Ling Jian's face was filled with helplessness as he smiled at the raging face of the member of the small sect. However, he did not say anything and stopped him.
"Bastard!"
"Your Qing-Yun Sect truly has the guts. Hmph, I've changed my mind now. Even if you don't want some so-called treasure, I'll kill you on the spot!"
"Where are the people from the Little World Sect? Let's attack together and ignore everything else to kill this damn young man. We will avenge the people who died in our school."
Even with his state of mind, after hearing what Ling Jian had told him, he could no longer maintain his composure.
If this boy was allowed to grow up, then at that time, there would probably not be anyone in the entire sect that could make things difficult for him. It would definitely be the nightmare of the small World Sect.
"Humph, little world sect, right? Perhaps outside, my Qing-Yun Sect wouldn't dare to fight you guys directly. However, this is the Ten Thousand Killing Abyss. If others fear your little world sect, my Qing-Yun Sect is not afraid!" "If they really want to fight, our Qing-Yun Sect is no pushover."
Luo Tianyan was the first to step forward. Behind him, the two great elders and the disciples of Qingyun Peak gathered around Ling Jian. They stared with unfriendly expressions at the small World Sect disciples that were eyeing them covetously.
"The two Grand Elders, back off."
Ling Jian smiled as he waved his hand towards the two great elders and Luo Tian Yan, and said, "There is no need to go through so much trouble to deal with the people from the small World Sect. If they know what's good for them, they wouldn't dare to act rashly."
Ling Jian's voice was very loud, as if he was purposely saying it for the people of the small world sect to hear. After the people from the small world sect heard Ling Jian's words that didn't take them seriously, their expressions became even more sinister.
Luo Tian Yan and the two great elders were also puzzled. They clearly did not understand the meaning behind Ling Jian's words. While the three of them were puzzled, Ling Jian waved his hand and a crystal clear flute quietly appeared in his palm.
At the same time, Ling Jian once again took a step forward. His gaze was akin to a sword as he stared at Elder Ming, whose expression was similarly changing. He felt assured as he thought of something.
This Elder Ming must know where Elder Yan went.
As for the appearance of Elder Yan, it was not a coincidence. It could only be said that Elder Yan had already discovered the secret of the demonic bat, but Ling Jian had beaten him to it.
"The people from the little World Spiritist School shouldn't be able to recognize this, right?"
Ling Jian's gaze was like a blade as he locked onto Elder Ming, his voice carrying a hint of ridicule.
"Hmph. You took a flute and you want to threaten my little World School? Do you truly think that my little World School is some sort of unranked school?"
On top of the mountain range, Jie Dongtian's voice was especially eerie as a hoarse voice was transmitted out, anger written all over his face.
"Brat, death is near at hand. Don't try to play tricks on us. Your Qing-Yun Sect will pay the price for the earlier chaos."
The two Elders smiled eerily. It was obvious to them that the Qing-Yun Sect, which did not even have a Tenth Heavenly Layer cultivation base, would not be able to contend with them.
After the two Elders laughed sinisterly, the dense spiritual energy in their bodies surged. Obviously, they were planning to make a move. In their opinion, those from the Qing-Yun Sect who were in such a state of chaos should have been killed a long time ago.
"Two Great Elders, no!"
Elder Ming had also sensed the strange fluctuations within the two great elders' bodies. He immediately let out a stern cry as his voice rumbled down like thunder. After which, he directly appeared behind the two great elders.
"Vice school head Jie, something's wrong."
Elder Ming came in front of Jie Tiantian, lowered his head, and spoke in a low voice.
"What?" "This …"
When the two Great Elders saw the change in expression on Jie Duotian's face, they, who were just about to speak, suddenly stopped in their tracks and stared blankly at the scene in front of them. They clearly did not understand what was going on, but even with their powerful senses, they could keenly sense that the matter was not as simple as it seemed.
The number of people in the Qing-Yun Sect was less than those in the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect, and their martial strength was less than that of the Ten Thousand Lightning Sect. Yet, they actually dared to walk step by step from the Ten Thousand Killing Abyss to here. Usually, the elders of the Qing-Yun Sect were not reckless people.
Especially that boy. He was able to kill even the three Protectors of the small World Spirit Guild. He was certainly an existence as cunning as a fox.
"Vice Sect Master, just in case, I don't dare to bet. The flute in that kid's hand is similar to the melodious flute melody that Elder Yan used to describe me with."
Elder Ming's gaze flickered, his entire body tensed as he listened to the flute's melodious tune that was transmitted through the wind.
"..."