If you die, I will be able to inherit your cultivation.

Four identical, black giant turtles suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.

Each giant tortoise is thousands of feet tall, with thick and heavy limbs, standing firmly on the ground, its posture steady and imposing.

Its back is covered by a broad and thick shell with intricate patterns, layer upon layer covering its entire body. Its head is held high, revealing sharp fangs in its mouth, exuding the fierce and imposing aura of the Xuanwu divine beast.

The four giant black tortoises moved in unison, each guarding one of the four cardinal directions.

Instantly, the formation took shape, directly erecting a complete Four Symbols Guardian Array on the spot.

The moment the great formation was activated, the four turtles' auras intertwined and their Daoist principles connected. The heavy power of their turtle shells layered upon each other, transforming into a thick barrier that covered all directions, isolating all incoming divine attacks.

The violent energy continuously struck the array wall, producing a continuous roar, but the array barrier only trembled slightly, remaining as solid as a mountain, without any sign of breaking.

Taking advantage of the moment when the great formation steadily blocked the attack, Xuanqing's main body was finally able to catch his breath, and his tense mind eased slightly.

He suppressed the surging blood and qi within him, his voice steady yet filled with barely concealed resentment, and once again questioned the quasi-saints who were surrounding him from all sides.

"Fellow practitioners! I have always been a man of propriety and peace throughout my life, and have never offended any of you. Where have I offended you all today? Please speak frankly!"

Above the sky, more than twenty quasi-saints gazed at the Four Symbols Formation that was steadily taking shape below.

Seeing the four giant Xuanwu turtles guarding the four directions, with a solid base and unparalleled defense, everyone's attacks subconsciously slowed down.

They were all well aware of Xuanwu Xuanqing's reputation; he was a renowned figure in the Five Realms and a notoriously difficult opponent.

The Xuanwu clan is born with a strong physique and invincible defense; very few people of the same level can break through their defense.

Xuanqing himself has extremely high attainments in array formations, and is proficient in various protective arrays and trapping and killing arrays. With the support of the Xuanwu bloodline, the defensive power of the array formations is doubled.

In addition, he also possesses top-notch stealth skills, making it extremely difficult for him to kill Xuan Qing.

Everyone knew perfectly well that with their current combined offensive, they would not be able to break through this Four Symbols Formation in a short period of time.

For a moment, the all-out attack came to a complete standstill. The group of quasi-saints stared at Xuan Qing in the formation, their killing intent still intense, but they no longer dared to launch a rash attack.

Instead, they questioned and rebuked, each voice carrying a sense of oppression and accusation.

"Old tortoise, you secretly stole our treasure and plotted against us. After committing such despicable acts, you still dare to pretend to be innocent?"

"That's right! You infiltrated the innate grand formation alone to take the treasure, keeping all twenty-odd Quasi-Saints completely in the dark, toying with us at will. Where do you think you are?"

"Yes, we have gathered here together to seek opportunities, and we should each rely on our own abilities and share our destiny equally."

"But relying on your profound mastery of array formations and unparalleled stealth skills, you took advantage of our discussion of countermeasures to break the array and seize the treasure. Have you ever shown any respect for our fellow practitioners?"

"Xuanqing, do you think that just because you're hiding inside the Xuanwu Formation, we can't do anything to you?"

The crowd chimed in with their own words, each one condemning Xuan Qing and determined to slam him into the pillar of shame, leaving him no room to maneuver.

Xuan Qing stood quietly at the core of the Four Symbols Formation, listening to the accusations from the crowd. Combining the information about the collapse of the innate formation and the theft of the treasure, he finally figured out the cause and effect.

He instantly realized how he had ended up being blamed for this.

An overwhelming sense of frustration and helplessness welled up inside him. He could only smile bitterly, feeling utterly absurd.

If he could turn back time, he would never have acted out of mere curiosity and followed the trail of these people from the Chaos Land to this Demon Void Secret Realm.

They would not be dragged into this undeserved disaster for no reason.

Suppressing the surging emotions in his heart, Xuan Qing spoke sincerely, with endless grievances, and once again defended himself.

"Fellow practitioners, I am truly innocent..."

"I had only just stepped onto the edge of the secret realm and had not yet gained a firm foothold when I was besieged by you all."

"From beginning to end, I have never even approached the innate grand formation at the center of the secret realm, so how could there be any talk of breaking the formation and retrieving treasures?"

"You are all top-tier experts in the Five Realms, with profound cultivation and broad vision. You should be able to distinguish right from wrong. How can you arbitrarily convict someone based solely on conjecture?"

Xuanqing's logic was clear, and he continued to refute each point one by one.

"Furthermore, the twenty-odd Quasi-Saints have sealed off the area around the great formation layer by layer, making it impenetrable and filled with killing intent."

"If I were truly infiltrating the formation to retrieve the treasure, I would have fled immediately. Why would I linger at the edge of the secret realm, waiting for you all to surround and kill me?"

"You all overestimate my abilities and underestimate the power of my sealing technique!"

These words are well-organized, every sentence is true, and they clearly point out the flaws and misunderstandings.

However, this sincere explanation, when heard by the group of quasi-saints, did not earn them understanding, but instead aroused their even deeper anger.

A sharp, piercing voice suddenly rang out, filled with disdain and arrogance.

"Bullshit! Utter nonsense! You old tortoise, how dare you try to stall and delay!"

"Today I will dismantle your Four Symbols Formation and shatter your tortoise shell!"

Before he finished speaking, the quasi-saint raised his hand and activated his magical power, unleashing a violent force that instantly slammed into the array barrier.

The others stopped listening to Xuanqing's explanation and began to activate their magical treasures and unleash their supernatural powers.

A new wave of even more intense and ferocious attacks crashed down, all landing on the Four Symbols Formation erected by Xuan Qing.

The deafening roars rose and fell, the array trembled violently, the spiritual light fluctuated constantly, and the entire secret realm shook incessantly.

In fact, every quasi-saint present at this moment had already vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

Everyone there was an ancient monster who had lived for countless ages, with meticulous minds and deep schemes.

From the moment Xuanqing appeared at the edge of the secret realm to the moment he passively defended the great formation, doubts arose in everyone's hearts.

If it really was Xuanqing who infiltrated the great formation and stole the innate treasure, given his top-notch concealment skills...

After succeeding, they would immediately flee thousands of miles away to completely escape the Demon Void Secret Realm. They would never foolishly stay at the edge of the secret realm and allow everyone to surround and attack them.

Everyone knew that there was a huge loophole in this matter, and that Xuan Qing was most likely wronged, and that someone else had actually stolen the treasure.

But no one was willing to reveal the truth, and no one was willing to stop.

The innate grand formation collapsed completely, and the treasures within it disappeared. They ventured into the heart of the demonic void in search of opportunities, only to end up with nothing. Everyone felt an overwhelming sense of resentment and frustration.

Since the opportunity has slipped away and the treasure has vanished, and the true thief is impossible to trace, then Xuan Qing is the perfect scapegoat.

The Xuanwu clan has a profound foundation. Xuanqing, as a veteran quasi-saint, possesses countless spiritual treasures, precious bloodlines, and a profound Dao source, which is an immense opportunity in itself.

The truth is no longer important or of any concern to anyone at this moment.

For everyone, since they couldn't obtain the secret realm's treasures on this trip, plundering resources from Xuan Qing, forcing him to hand over the treasures, and ceding his resources would make the trip worthwhile and enough to compensate for their loss of returning empty-handed.

Each of the quasi-saints harbored their own schemes, their killing intent and greed intertwined, and their attacks became increasingly ferocious.

They were determined to seize the opportunity to launch an attack and tear a piece of flesh from Xuanqing.