Chapter 707: Chapter 537: The Wind Rises in Hongze, Ten Thousand Demon Hall Dominantly Moves In! (Adjusted Break Supplent) Chapter 707: Chapter 537: The Wind Rises in Hongze, Ten Thousand Demon Hall Dominantly Moves In! (Adjusted Break Supplent) Ban Shan Sect, within the grand hall.
Atop the main seat, Pan Boyang’s eyes were slightly closed, his figure dissipating like flowing sand.
Yang Yunheng stood dazedly outside the hall, eyes wide open, his gaze firmly fixed on the many Elders before him, “Is this how you were watching over him?”
All present sat in shock, not daring to breathe aloud.
This Northern Hong Cultivator’s Blinding Technique had easily deceived them, these experienced old tirs.
“Where did he go?!”
An Elder exclaid in shock, “Could it be that he is after sothing within our sect? A Direct Disciple of the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect, could he really commit theft right in front of so many people?”
“Heh…”
Yang Yunheng did not answer; his lips trembled violently, and he slapped his forehead, staggering back two steps, feeling the world spin around him.
It was all over!
Upon recalling that Pan Boyang had hidden within Ban Shan Sect upon seeing Shen Yi, and connecting it with the matters previously ntioned by Yan Chongzhang, this Great Elder imdiately felt a chill throughout his body.
A re Pan Boyang, of course, was inconsequential, since Ban Shan Sect, with two Unity Realm Stage giants anchoring it, was no small force to be trifled with.
How could they fear a junior?
But if it involved Xue Yan, plus this beast whispering in his ear, stoking the fire… Yang Yunheng fiercely clutched at his chest, feeling the intense throbbing in his palm; his breathing even beca disordered.
“I’m going to inform the Sect Master! All of you, be on standby! No one is to leave!”
This was no longer a problem a Daozi could solve; the Sect Master had to be called upon.
Yang Yunheng dared not hope to guard that Daoist Shen any longer—what mattered most was to extricate their Daozi from this quagmire first and foremost, absolutely not to entangle Ban Shan Sect within the dispute between the South Hong Seven Sons and Infinite Dao Emperor Sect.
Now, Pan Boyang had most likely already t Shen Yi, and he was very worried about what impulsive acts Yan Chongzhang might commit.
If a true conflict erupted, either of these enormous powers was not sothing Ban Shan Sect could afford to offend.
With this in mind, Yang Yunheng decisively turned and walked towards the exterior of the hall.
Just then, however, he saw a figure that appeared sowhat spiritless, standing quietly at the door of the hall.
“Chongzhang?”
Yang Yunheng exclaid in surprise, instinctively looking behind the other, but found that both Daoist Shen and Pan Boyang had vanished.
“Disperse.”
Yan Chongzhang, looking listless, waved his hand, signaling the elders, whose faces were full of astonishnt, to leave first.
These individuals were unaware of Shen Yi’s presence just monts ago in Ban Shan Sect and did not know what had transpired, which could cause their normally composed Daozi to show such an expression.
But since the other did not wish to speak, they dared not ask further, only managing to stand up and exit the grand hall.
Yan Chongzhang slowly walked towards the main seat and then heavily leaned back into the chair, exhaling a cloudy breath, “Huff…”
“You’re killing ! What is it already, just say it!” Yang Yunheng, anxious, blew his beard and glared.
“Pan Boyang is dead.”
Yan Chongzhang closed his eyes, his simple words struck the Great Elder like lightning, turning his face instantly pale.
The next mont, Yang Yunheng fiercely pounced forward, seizing the Daozi’s collar without regard for hierarchy, lowered his voice, and said fiercely, “Are you fucking insane?! Have you forgotten that you are the Daozi of Ban Shan Sect? I’ve disregarded the previous incident, but now, do you intend to push all beings, both high and low fellow disciples, within this sacred place into a pit of fire?”
Yan Chongzhang, listening to the scolding at his ear, could not help but display a self-mocking smile.
He opened his eyes, raised his palm, and quite disinterestedly handed over two Jade Slips.
“…”
Seeing this, Yang Yunheng halted his speech, looked at them skeptically, then snatched the Jade Slips and imdiately infused his Divine Soul into them.
Shortly after, his palms began to tremble violently.
Uncertain whether it was fear of Shen Yi’s terrifying strength or complexity of emotions regarding the matter.
Two identical Jade Slips, one harboring the River and Mountain Scroll, the other most likely derived from the sa person.
“Did he give these to you?”
“Yes.”
Yan Chongzhang, leaning on the armrest to sit upright, remarked wistfully, “This so-called cultivation is really pretty boring.”
The very thing his heart longed for was easily obtained by Daoist Shen.
What saddened Yan Chongzhang even more was the fact that he didn’t see a problem with it. After a few short interactions with the other, he sohow felt that all this was rightful for Daoist Shen.
He too wished to be a gallant and righteous person, but constrained by his role as Daozi, he had truly abandoned much of his original character.
If he were unrestrained.
He would probably have also thrown a punch at the River and Mountains Scroll in the sky…perhaps.
“…”
Yang Yunheng finally understood why his own Daozi appeared this way. The taste of being surpassed in both mindset and talent by soone else, while also being the party obliged by a favor and without the ans to repay it, indeed, was very unpleasant.
“If Infinite Dao Emperor Sect cos to seek justice, please deliver these Jade Slips to them, consider it as a favor to steady my Dao Heart,” Yan Chongzhang remarked apologetically, unable to undertake such matters, he inevitably imposed on the Great Elder.
Yang Yunheng remained silent for a mont, then suddenly shook his head, “We shouldn’t wait for them to co seeking justice; perhaps we need to be more proactive.”
Yan Chongzhang paused, not voicing any opposition, but silently waiting for what was to co.
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