Hmph!
Hun Yi let out a cold snort, his voice grim as he said, "Don't think that mental energy manifestation makes you invincible. Today, I'll show you what true mental energy attack is!"
As he spoke, Hun Yi brandished the Claw of Darkness in his hand.
With a black radiance illuminating the Claw of Darkness, Hun Yi seemed to have received a surge of excitement, his mental energy instantly amplifying.
The next moment, Hun Yi's silver eyes once again unleashed a mental energy attack.
Although this attack did not reach the manifestation stage, it was shrouded in a black mist.
Hmm?
Ye Cangtian, encountering such a peculiar attack for the first time, dared not be careless and once again unleashed Soul Pierce.
Ah...
The next moment, Hun Yi let out another piercing scream. His mental energy attack was still shattered by Ye Cangtian.
However, this time, Ye Cangtian was not unscathed. The layer of black mist actually possessed the effect of corroding the soul.
To resist the corrosion of the black mist, Ye Cangtian had to expend a considerable amount of mental energy.
What...
With the assistance of the Claw of Darkness, Hun Yi quickly recovered and stood there stunned.
He hadn't expected his strongest soul attack to still fail to pose a threat to Ye Cangtian.
"Hun Yi, what else have you got? Bring it all out!"
"Otherwise, you and Hun Liu are destined to die!"
Ye Cangtian glanced at Hun Yi. Fortunately, his mental energy had reached the manifestation stage; otherwise, he might not have been able to block Hun Yi's attack.
Facing such an opponent, Ye Cangtian did not want him to live.
He himself was not worried, but he was concerned about Hun Yi harming other members of the Hidden Group.
"Hmph! Do you think you can keep me here just because you've reached the manifestation stage? You're dreaming!"
Upon hearing this, Hun Yi let out a cold snort.
He knew in his heart that he was no match for Ye Cangtian at the moment, and thus, he began to consider retreating.
As soon as his words fell, Hun Yi suddenly retreated.
Seeing this, Hun Liu followed without a second thought.
It was a joke; if even Hun Yi was fleeing, staying would mean certain death for him.
"Trying to leave? Did you ask me first?"
As the two quickly fled, Ye Cangtian let out a cold snort and grabbed the Scythe of Death, swinging it.
The next moment, a dragon's roar echoed throughout the area, and a massive dragon head surged towards the two.
"Young friend, show mercy where mercy can be shown!"
Just as the blind dragon was about to strike Hun Yi, a voice called out, and a crescent moon blade appeared, blocking behind Hun Yi.
Boom!
With a rumble, Hun Yi was sent flying by the violent spiritual energy. Fortunately, the crescent moon blade blocked the attack, leaving him with only a minor injury.
Otherwise, with this strike from the blind dragon, even if he didn't die, he would have been severely injured.
Hmm?
Hearing the familiar voice, Ye Cangtian's expression turned grim.
This voice belonged to Qing Yan, whom Ye Cangtian regarded as a meddler.
With Qing Yan's appearance, killing Hun Yi would likely be difficult.
Dada da...
Indeed, footsteps echoed from the miasma, and the person leading was Qing Yan of Misty Rain Pavilion, accompanied by a monk in a kasaya, Master Butong.
"Qing Yan, this is our personal feud. Are you going to interfere?"
"Do you know that these little pests from Feiyun Pavilion, for their own selfish gain, used the Titan Stone Ape to harm other teams?"
"Why are you still keeping such pests around?"
Ye Cangtian's gaze turned to Qing Yan, his eyes sharp as he questioned him.
Upon hearing this, Qing Yan's expression shifted slightly. This Ye Cangtian was truly becoming increasingly disrespectful.
After a moment of silence, Qing Yan slowly replied, "Young friend, I will investigate what you've said thoroughly and provide you with an explanation afterward!
However, for now, the priority is to get out of this miasma-ridden corrupted land and clear this mustard seed space!"
"Hmph! Qing Yan, what kind of explanation will you provide?"
Ye Cangtian snorted coldly at this, continuing, "By the time you provide an explanation, our disciples will likely already be dead. Your explanation won't bring back their lives!"
"Young friend, please be patient!"
Qing Yan glanced at Ye Cangtian, his tone growing somewhat grim. He had already been courteous, yet the other party continued to be disrespectful, which angered him.
After a pause, he continued, "Young friend, I believe Feiyun Pavilion knows what they're doing. After all, if everyone dies, Feiyun Pavilion alone will struggle to leave this mustard seed space!"
"Heh, are you saying that if Feiyun Pavilion hasn't harmed too many people, as long as it doesn't affect the overall situation, you'll turn a blind eye and pretend nothing happened?"
"I never expected the esteemed Pavilion Master Qing Yan to say such a thing!"
"Then let me ask you, if Feiyun Pavilion had harmed someone from Misty Rain Pavilion, how would you react?"
Ye Cangtian was amused to the point of anger, his words filled with deep disdain.
You...
At his words, Qing Yan's face turned red with anger.
He was indeed not as noble as Ye Cangtian assumed, but everything he did was for this operation and for the benefit of everyone.
Regardless, Hun Yi was a Heavenly-tier expert, a very powerful combat force.
In this dangerous mustard seed space, Hun Yi was an indispensable combatant.
Compared to Hun Yi, the people from various factions were greedy parasites, only knowing how to plunder resources and sabotage each other.
Such people were everywhere, not just Feiyun Pavilion, so even if he wanted to manage it, he couldn't.
He later came to understand that the death of a portion of people was not a bad thing; it would bring about more peace and allow the remaining people to share more treasures.
After all, whoever committed wrongdoing would ultimately know their limits, otherwise, they themselves would find it difficult to leave the mustard seed space.
But it was infuriating that Ye Cangtian not only failed to understand his difficulties but also pressed him so relentlessly.
Thinking this, Qing Yan snorted coldly and said angrily, "Ye Cangtian, who do you think you are? Is it your place to dictate to me?"
"What? You resort to force when you're at a loss for words. How shameless!"
"But you've chosen the wrong person!"
Ye Cangtian let out a cold snort, placing the Scythe of Death in front of him.
Their eyes met, the air thick with tension, as if ready to strike at any moment.
"Amitabha!"
A Buddhist chant arose, and Master Butong, standing beside them, saw the two on the verge of drawing swords and stepped forward, placing himself between them.
"Both benefactors, everyone is currently trapped in this miasma-ridden corrupted land and is in danger of losing their lives at any moment."
"I implore both benefactors to consider the bigger picture, abandon this dispute, and escape this peril first, will you?"
Butong's voice rang out. Qing Yan snorted, his expression softening slightly, and then he spoke, "Master Butong, it's not that I want to quarrel with him; it's that he shows me no respect."
"Amitabha."
Butong looked at Qing Yan and said, "In my eyes, condoning minor evil is no different from condoning great evil. Pavilion Master Qing Yan's actions are indeed somewhat improper. Regardless of who is persecuted, it is still a life..."
You...
Upon hearing this, Qing Yan was rendered speechless. He hadn't expected Butong, who had always fought alongside him, to side with Ye Cangtian.
However, his words were indeed difficult for him to refute.
On the other side, Master Butong turned his gaze to Ye Cangtian and said, "Benefactor Ye, would you grant this old monk some face and let this matter rest?"
Ye Cangtian looked deeply at Master Butong, and after a moment of silence, he slowly nodded.
To be honest, it was the phrase 'condoning minor evil is no different from condoning great evil' that had gained him some favor, which was why he was willing to give the monk some face now.
"Amitabha!"
Master Butong clasped his hands together in gratitude.
Then, he continued, "This old monk is not talented but has some understanding of formations. This miasma-ridden corrupted land is likely not naturally formed but is a formation. Therefore, I hope both benefactors can find the formation base as soon as possible..."