Mortal: I really didn't want to be reborn as Zi Ling!

Elder Miao cleared his throat, and his voice, amplified by his magic, resonated throughout the entire Demon-Suppressing Platform:

"The seventh round of the Demon-Suppressing Ceremony has concluded. The deceased have returned to heaven, forever guarding the starry sea!"

The cheers from the crowd grew even louder.

Elder Miao nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Han Li and his avatar: "Magnificent! Magnificent! Young friend, you used your Foundation Establishment cultivation to slay the Nascent Soul Carp Beast, which is comparable to the Core Formation stage. You are truly a force to be reckoned with! This is the spirit stone I promised. As for the Dust-Clearing Pill, come to the Six-Linked Hall to collect it from me or Elder Gu after the ceremony."

After saying that, several boxes flew out from his sleeve, each containing a storage bag with a thousand spirit stones.

Everything seems perfectly normal.

Han Li glanced discreetly at the number of spirit stones in his storage bag, while Zhang Tie had successfully obtained the materials from the Infant Carp Beast and was preparing to extract its inner core.

"Wait a minute!"

A lazy voice rang out from the stands, not loud, but clearly heard by everyone.

"What a delightful day! I never expected such a delicious dessert before the main course."

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

The owner of the voice flew out and snatched the demon beast's inner core that Zhang Tie had just taken out with one hand.

The newcomer was dressed in black, his mouth covered by a cloth, but his eyes were sinister. He looked Han Li and Zhang Tie up and down with a half-smile, as if he were looking at something interesting.

"I want this demon beast's inner core!"

He raised his head, looked around, and swept his arrogant gaze across the entire room.

"Is there anyone who disagrees?"

"Huh? Hahahaha—"

Seeing that no one spoke, he grinned, and his laughter echoed unrestrainedly throughout the arena.

The audience erupted in uproar.

Some glared angrily, some realized that this person's cultivation was unfathomable and retreated in panic, and some recognized the person and their faces turned pale instantly.

Elder Miao pointed at the newcomer with one finger and exclaimed, "Wu Chou from Jiyin Island! What's he doing here?!"

Zi Ling's fingers clenched tightly as she glanced at her father.

The grand show has finally begun!

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Han Li's face was ashen at this moment.

He wasn't heartbroken over the inner core.

He realized that he was being targeted by the other party.

Extreme Yin Island?

Ugly?

Han Li racked his brains but couldn't remember when he had offended the other party. He turned his gaze back to the little girl on the viewing platform.

Zi Ling shook her head slightly, with a helpless expression.

In his heart, he thought to himself, "Han Li! Han Li! You're paying the price for not heeding the advice of your elders. Let's see if you dare to disobey me again next time!"

Han Li withdrew his gaze with slight disappointment, turned to the viewing platform, clasped his hands and said, "It is entirely up to the two elders to decide."

His voice was neither humble nor arrogant, but Zi Ling almost burst out laughing. She could hear the urgency and frustration in Han Li's voice.

However, what awaited him was a deathly silence.

Elder Miao and Elder Gu exchanged a glance, but neither of them spoke.

Zi Ling saw that Han Li's expression had finally changed.

She could almost guess that the other person was probably cursing her in their heart—why didn't they listen to that girl and leave earlier?

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"Are the two elders... showing no respect for Extreme Yin Island?"

Wu Chou spoke slowly, his tone carrying an undisguised threat.

Elder Miao and Elder Gu finally made their move.

The two of them leaped down and landed in front of Wu Chou, their faces beaming with smiles as they uttered polite words.

Zi Ling couldn't hear what was being said, but she saw that Elder Gu's posture was more humble than ever before.

Wu Chou shifted his gaze away from Han Li.

Almost simultaneously, Han Li began to retreat into the passage behind him without hesitation.

One step, two steps, three steps—

His figure quickly disappeared into the shadows of the passageway.

"You're not going to repay this favor! I won't agree to it unless you offer me ten or eight Golden Thunder Bamboo sticks!"

Zi Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, she noticed that her adoptive father's gaze was fixed on Wu Chou, and his fingers were secretly slipping into his sleeve, doing something unknown.

Wang Heng's expression remained calm at this moment.

But Zi Ling noticed a bead of sweat slowly trickling down the other person's temple.

"Has something gone wrong again?!"

Zi Ling's heart skipped a beat. Her fingers had just touched the storage bag, and before she could take out the magical artifact inside, an unexpected turn of events occurred.

Elder Gu took out a Xuan Tian Ge, which was entirely golden and gleamed with a cold, sharp light, at some unknown time.

Then, he swiftly and decisively stabbed Elder Miao.

The Xuan Tian Ge pierced through Elder Miao's back, its blade tip protruding from his chest, directly shattering Elder Miao's heart.

Elder Miao looked down at the spearhead emerging from his chest, only able to make "ho ho ho" sounds, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't utter a single word.

He turned his head with difficulty, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The two had been friends for hundreds of years.

A friendship spanning hundreds of years!

My old friend, how could you be so cruel?!

Elder Gu understood Elder Miao's gaze, but there was not a trace of guilt in his eyes, as if he were doing something perfectly normal.

"Old friend, don't blame me."

Elder Gu spoke in a low voice, as if he were explaining to Elder Miao, or as if he were trying to convince himself.

"Both of us have little time left to live. You won't lose out by exchanging your death for my path to immortality!"

His gaze fell on Elder Miao's aged and bewildered face, and his tone suddenly became fervent: "Rest in peace. I will take care of your family! Once this matter is settled, I will take you to see even greater sights."

After he finished speaking, he flicked his wrist.

He poured all his spiritual power into the Xuan Tian Ge.

Elder Miao didn't even have time to scream before his body was shattered into a cloud of blood mist.

The air was thick with the smell of blood. Chaos erupted in the stands, with screams, cries, and children's wails filling the air.

Wu Chou was extremely satisfied with the scene before him.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his black brocade robe fluttering in the air, and the smile on his lips was cold and chilling.

"Well done!"

Having said that, he pointed to the viewing platform:

"Elder Gu, if you kill that so-called Star Palace envoy again, I will definitely report back to the Ancestor and ask for credit on your behalf!"

Elder Gu pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, then bowed and accepted the order, holding the Xuan Tian Ge horizontally in front of him, his gaze sweeping towards the viewing platform.

The so-called Star Palace Special Envoys were none other than Mr. and Mrs. Wang Heng!

Wu Chou was about to say something more, and was about to speak—

But then he suddenly turned around.

wrong!

Where is that kid who just used the Mysterious Yin Scripture to control the demonic body?

gone!

Han Li's figure had disappeared from the arena at some point, and Feng San Niang and the others on the field seemed to have just realized what was happening and were preparing to leave.

"Trying to run? I'll make sure you don't get away today!"

Wu Chou sneered and turned to chase after him.

At that moment, a figure suddenly blocked his way.

"Ugly crow".

Wang Heng's voice was calm and composed, without the slightest hint of panic.

He stood in the void, his green robe fluttering in the wind, holding a jade flute of emerald green in his hand, which he held horizontally in front of him.

"Who gave you the audacity to make a move at the Demon Suppression Ceremony, and even openly assassinate an elder of the Six Linked Halls? Could it be that your Extreme Yin Island is plotting a rebellion?!"

Wang Heng's tone was flat, not like he was chatting with a peer, but rather like he was questioning an ignorant junior.

Wu Feiyan laughed in exasperation, but he didn't forget the important matter. He waved his hand, ignoring Wang Heng, and instead instructed his men to clear the area and capture the young man in the blue robe.

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