Could it be that I am the cruel villain?

"Bone, how could it be bone, this is the Blood Sacrifice Technique. It's either a soul sacrifice or a body sacrifice. How could Dragon Head Peak have such a cultivation technique? No, something's wrong with this person."

One of the disciples sitting in the corner of the crowd who had remained silent all along spoke up.

Standing up, at first glance, he actually bears a strong resemblance to Master Gu Yuanshan, both in facial features and build, while Yan Fengchun's face changed drastically next to him.

"That is a member of the Xuanyin Sect! Deacon Ma, whose side are you on? Quickly, retract your magic treasure!"

An angry shout breaks out.

In his hand, the Vajra Umbrella shot out a gold beam, and with a tightly clenched fist, he popped out his thumb pointing at Deacon Ma in the air, and directly unleashed the Soul-breaking Finger.

Bang!

He raised his hand to block.

His expression revealed a hint of a cold smile, seemingly triumphant, yet mocking, and by now everyone finally began to realize that there seemed to be a significant problem with Deacon Ma.

"Heaven-reaching Finger of Creation!"

This was Yan Fengchun's signature skill, also the Daoist Skill he commanded at the highest level. Although at his current realm he could only exert the power of high grade in the Mystic Stage, it was still not to be underestimated.

The daring move against an inner sect steward already indicated Yan Fengchun's stance. Both brothers had grown a lot in behavior and style since surviving their return from Jin Shan.

The first reaction in this situation was also to rescue his brothers, but after Deacon Ma received Yan Fengchun's blow, he just retreated a few steps, his voice still calm.

"Yan Fengchun, oh Yan Fengchun, what audacity you have, to attempt to ambush an inner sect steward within the sect, such an offense deserves death..."

Looking at the eager crowd, Deacon Ma, responsible for overseeing this bout, no longer continued pretending but glanced at the Martial Arts Arena shrouded in magic treasure.

As he saw Xiao Xuan's body starting to melt and decompose, a similarly crazy smile appeared on his face.

"You insolent brat, to injure this Hall Master is minor, but if you disturb the Holy Master and delay important affairs, even ripping your flesh and bones apart might not be enough for recompense... Who!"

A shiver ran through his body.

His head instinctively shifted, discovering the young disciple resembling Master Gu, who directly delivered a heavy punch to his forehead, knocking him back while tightly gripping an opening axe.

"Break!"

The violent tremor and strong Spiritual Energy fluctuations almost instantly blasted all disciples below Core Formation Stage!

Yet the massive Glazed Glass Cover remained unmoved, indicating that Deacon Ma had specifically prepared a high-grade magic treasure this time to avoid an immediate break under a single strike.

His arm felt numb, but the disciple resembling Master Gu just calmly gave a shout.

"Gu Miyun from Dragon Head Peak is here!"

"Nine Peaks disciples, heed my command, now the remnants of Xuanyin Sect have infiltrated our sect, execute these two on the spot! Should there be any mistake, I alone shall bear the responsibility!"

"Foundation Establishment disciples, quickly escort unrelated people out of the mountain gate, Core Formation Stage disciples shall battle alongside me!"

"Ma Xuan has betrayed! Xiao Xuan must be executed!"

"Nine Peaks, form the array!"

Accompanied by the final angry shout, the somewhat stunned Purple Cloud Palace disciples finally understood what was happening.

Within this uncertain circumstance, while everyone silently questioned in their hearts, they still felt some trepidation, fearing to act, not just because of Deacon Ma's Nascent Soul peak cultivation, but also because no one dared bear the responsibility.

Leadership showed its role at this moment, guided swiftly by Gu Miyun, all disciples performed their duties. Anyone below Core Formation directly grabbed the ordinary person beside them with no cultivation and ran.

Those above Core Formation directly stepped forward; every disciple who joined the sect participated in forming the array, regardless of its strength, enough to temporarily unite everyone's power into one.

"Ma Xuan, fall into death!"

The Nine Peaks Array was formed.

It's undeniable that Purple Cloud Palace disciples were well-trained, formed within a few breaths, while Gu Miyun held the opening axe and continued entangling with Deacon Ma for several rounds, an overwhelming scene for all hearts involved.

Gu Miyun—just by hearing the name and looking at his appearance, everyone knew who he was.

Indeed, he was the current Purple Cloud Palace Sect Master Gu Yuanshan's own grandson.

Being the chief of Dragon Head Peak, among the third-generation disciples, he was truly prominent, and now at Nascent Soul middle stage cultivation, he found no enemies within his realm.

Originally curious about the sensational True Sword Immortal disciple, wondering who learned skills from Master Liu, knowing his grandfather treats him like other disciples, even exiling his grandson to guard at the border.

If not for the Nine Peaks Tournament, he estimated he would take over a year before coming home.

The result...

Hardly enjoying a few days after returning home, he encountered this unfortunate event.

"So it's you, you brat, I dare see what skills you possess."

A fist clash between both sides showed them evenly matched; upon closer look, Gu Miyun appeared less stable due to the nearly double age gap between them and less cultivation.

The higher the realm, the greater the phase-level differences, especially at the Nascent Soul level; unless possessing some special magic treasures or holding an entirely different "Dao" from ordinary cultivators, transcending realms proves extremely difficult.

The opening axe struck again at the Glazed Glass Cover, yet its quality remained unknown, astonishingly unmoved despite such violent collision, surely rendering Gu Miyun's expression increasingly anxious.

Since inside, the Blood Mist had completely diffused, and from outside, no sound could be heard, only the remaining purple Thunderclap surging, reassuring Jiang Feng should still be alive.

"You remnant beasts possess fine skills indeed, Ma Xuan, you've been lurking in our sect for years merely to expose yourself for a Core Formation Stage disciple?"

A shard of ferocity flashed within his eyes.

He could entirely guess Ma Xuan and Xiao Xuan's sudden uprising cause, despite Gu Miyun's short homecoming, he heard of recent events.

Jiang Feng directly destroyed Xuan Yinzi's physical body.

Such words stirred waves throughout the Martial Arts Arena.

No one sensed any action within; clearly, the body lay battered far away, yet the voice seemed to resound right behind the ear.

"Soaring for thousands of feet!"

Releasing a furious shout.

Iron wire wrapped in Purple Thunder, instantly began to boil and surge, directly aiming upwards at the moment before the magic treasure enveloped this land and instantly halted!

"There's a chance, there's a chance."

With a whispered thought, Jiang Feng turned and fled, an absolute right choice, based on the regulatory steward's evident actions, a clear problem on their side.

No, these two have issues!

Yet Xiao Xuan simply stood, slowly pursuing behind, despite being injured by the Thunder Technique, his face unwavering in smile.

An expression of arrogance, seemingly proud of the plan, even Jiang Feng would never have imagined remnants from Xuanyin Sect infiltrating his sect.

And precisely waiting here for him.

At first glance supposedly.

The area was filled with dust, logically speaking.

Yet somehow,

This peculiar Golden Stone Forest seemed to emit a barely perceptible killing aura, his words once more stirred waves throughout the Martial Arts Arena.

No one sensed any action within; clearly, the body lay battered far away, yet the voice seemed to resound right behind the ear.

"Soaring for thousands of feet!"

Releasing a furious shout.

Iron wire wrapped in Purple Thunder, instantly began to boil and surge, directly aiming upwards at the moment before the magic treasure enveloped this land and instantly halted!

"There's a chance, there's a chance."

With a whispered thought, Jiang Feng turned and fled, an absolute right choice, based on the regulatory steward's evident actions, a clear problem on their side.

No, these two have issues!

Yet Xiao Xuan simply stood, slowly pursuing behind, despite being injured by the Thunder Technique, his face unwavering in smile.

An expression of arrogance, seemingly proud of the plan, even Jiang Feng would never have imagined remnants from Xuanyin Sect infiltrating his sect.

And precisely waiting here for him.

At first glance supposedly.

The area was filled with dust, logically speaking.

Yet somehow,

This peculiar Golden Stone Forest seemed to emit a barely perceptible killing aura,