The transmigrated villain wants to escape Feng Aotian's hellish situation.

However, Qin Yangjun didn't waste any words with him and directly unleashed the water sword to attack Steward Zhao.

Just as Deacon Zhao was gathering his strength to defend himself, the water sword in the air suddenly vanished.

"Again?!"

Before Deacon Zhao could turn his head, a sword pierced through his chest.

Zhao Zhishi found it hard to understand why an upright person would enjoy stabbing someone in the back so much.

Whether it was the intense pain that triggered Zhao the Deacon's senses, a look of madness appeared on his face as he stared at the remains of the Crimson Glutton not far away.

"Even if I die, I will not leave these remains of the Crimson Glutton to you!"

Deacon Zhao roared, and a burst of black energy erupted from his body. Sensing something was wrong, Qin Yangjun dodged backward.

As soon as Qin Yangjun landed, he heard Yu Lingyue's exclamation.

"Senior brother, run! He's detonating his Nascent Soul!"

run?!

Qin Yangjun certainly wanted to run, but the side effects of the Great Weak Water Technique kicked in. A feeling of powerlessness flowed through his limbs and bones, and his body went limp, causing him to kneel on the ground.

At this critical moment...

Two beams of blue light shot in from outside.

Mo Feiyu and another Nascent Soul cultivator from Qingluan Mountain appeared among the crowd. Without any hesitation, the two quickly formed hand seals and then pressed their hands down onto the ground.

A formation extended out from beneath their feet.

The next second, a golden light flashed, and when the group opened their eyes again, they found themselves at the cave entrance.

The people from Qingluan Mountain who came before are all here, and they all have some injuries.

There were also many corpses of demonic cultivators around.

boom!

With a tremor, the entire earth shook.

Then the entire mountain behind them began to shake rapidly.

Mo Feiyu frowned and summoned the celestial boat with a flick of his sleeve.

"Everyone, quickly board the flying boat."

The group rushed onto the flying boat in a panic. Before Qin Yangjun could react to what was happening, he was grabbed on both sides. Turning around, he saw that it was Yu Lingyue and Hua Yaoyao.

After the group went up, Mo Feiyu quickly activated the incantation, and the flying boat took off into the sky.

A series of loud rumbling sounds came from behind.

That enormous mountain collapsed just like that.

"The self-destruction power of a Nascent Soul cultivator is actually so terrifying..."

One of the disciples looked at the collapsed mountain peak and murmured to himself.

At this moment, Hua Yaoyao explained:

"The power of a Nascent Soul self-destruction is not that exaggerated. The reason it would have such an outcome is because the ruins are too ancient. Even without this situation, the ruins would have been destroyed on their own within a hundred years."

All the disciples wore expressions of sudden realization.

Hua Yaoyao then looked around.

"Is everyone alright?"

"fine.."

"It's nothing, thank you for your concern, senior sister."

"It's all fine."

"Senior sister, Li Xuanyang is still unconscious, but he is physically fine."

"Oh, as long as he's not dead, that's fine."

Hua Yaoyao said calmly. She didn't dislike Li Xuanyang, but she didn't like him either. He was incompetent yet arrogant, and he would eventually be devoured by his own pride.

At that moment, Hua Yaoyao suddenly heard Qin Yangjun's slightly embarrassed voice.

"Excuse me, could you two junior sisters please put me down first?"

Being supported by two girls made Qin Yangjun feel extremely awkward.

At this moment, Qian Xiaoyu had already brought over a chair.

Just as the two helped Qin Yangjun sit down in a chair, Mo Feiyu, along with the people from Qingluan Mountain, knelt down on one knee before Qin Yangjun.

"We failed in our duty of defense; please punish us, Chief."

"Please, Chief Executive, take disciplinary action!"

"Please, Chief Executive, take disciplinary action!"

"......"

Hua Yaoyao straightened her expression. Indeed, it was the sect leader who ordered them to guard the area, but they still let the demonic cultivators in, which was their dereliction of duty.

The main problem is that they've ruined their senior brother's appearance. Given their sect leader's personality, the entire Qingluan Mountain sect will probably be exiled to the border to mine.

Although the people of Qingluan Mountain cannot be entirely blamed, it was not something she could decide.

"According to the sect rules..."

Hua Yaoyao was about to speak when Qin Yangjun raised his hand to interrupt her.

"Alright, Sect Leader Mo, get up. If it weren't for you, we would probably be buried alive in that ruin. There's no question of punishment. As for my sister, I'll go explain."

"But..."

Just as Mo Feiyu was about to say something, a crack suddenly appeared in the sky.

A figure in deep red emerged from the crevice. Upon seeing who it was, Mo Feiyu's heart tightened, and the people on the flying boat quickly turned around and bowed.

"Welcome, Fairy Yaoyang!"

"Welcome Master!"

"Welcome Master!"

"........."

Today, Mu Xianxian wore a fiery red long dress, which added a touch of alluring charm to her overall appearance.

Mu Xianxian, who was originally in the sect, suddenly felt a strong response from the divine sense she left on Qin Yangjun.

This is a sign that Lord Qinyang is facing a formidable enemy.

Without saying a word, she immediately set off, tearing through the void to arrive here.

Then they saw the collapsed mountain peak and Qin Yangjun sitting in a chair, his spiritual energy depleted.

Furthermore, she could still sense residual demonic energy on Qin Yangjun.

Her expression instantly turned cold.

A tremendous aura spread across the sky.

How dare a demonic cultivator lay a hand on his brother?!

Chapter Thirty-One: A Road Never Before Imagined

As Mu Xianxian's aura spread, the people on the immortal boat trembled uncontrollably.

Even if it wasn't directed at anyone in particular, the aura of someone at the Tribulation Transcending Realm was something they couldn't withstand.

Noticing their reactions, Mu Xianxian suppressed her anger and gathered her aura.

She ignored the crowd and went straight to Qin Yangjun.

A surge of immense spiritual energy was directly injected into Qin Yangjun's body, and Qin Yangjun immediately felt his entire body warm up, and the weakness brought by the Great Weak Water Technique also disappeared instantly.

Mo Feiyu, standing to the side, couldn't help but swallow hard, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

The fact that Mu Xianxian directly inputted her true essence to restore him shows that she values ​​this younger brother even more than he expected.

That's why she's more likely to get angry.

If she were to accuse them, their centuries-old legacy at Qingluan Mountain would likely be wiped out...

Mu Xianxian also gave Mo Feiyu a deep look, but she did not immediately issue a judgment.

Instead, he turned to Qin Yangjun and asked:

"Xiao Jun, what happened? Why did you get like this?"

"Uh...me."

Qin Yangjun felt as if he had something stuck in his throat.

How to explain?

be honest?

Just kidding. If his sister found out he was cooperating with the Wanfa Tianjiao, he'd probably be locked up in a dark room for years. By then, the protagonist's strength would be unimaginable, and he wouldn't even be able to fight her. He'd just be ready to be burned alive.

But lying... could he possibly fool Mu Xianxian?

Thinking about it this way, it seems like I'm doomed no matter what.

"Sect Master, let me explain."

Just as Qin Yangjun was about to resign himself to his fate, Yu Lingyue suddenly spoke up.

"Oh?"

Mu Xianxian couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

"I remember you, the one with the immortal-grade talent that Xiao Jun left behind, who became a disciple of the Third Elder, hmm?"

When Mu Xianxian sensed the aura of the Jade Feather Key, she suddenly frowned.