In a courtyard of the Shui Family.
A group of elders had terrified expressions on their faces as they respectfully knelt in front of a middle-aged man and a young man.
The middle-aged man and the young man were He Ping and Zi Yunxiao.
Zi Yunxiao glanced at the crowd indifferently and closed his eyes. It was rare for him to pay attention to the elders of the Zuo Family.
"Tell me, who killed Wang Kuang?"
He Ping glanced at the crowd coldly and pointed at an elder from the Shui Family.
Under He Ping's questioning, the elder from the Shui Family turned pale and said fearfully, "Sir, please spare us. We really don't know."
"Bastard, you don't know what's good for you!"
He Ping's eyes turned cold when he saw the elder's reaction. He raised his hand and punched him.
Under He Ping's furious attack, the elder from the Shui Family fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.
After killing the elder from the Shui Family, He Ping looked at another person, who was scared out of his wits.
"I … I'll talk, I'll talk!"
Under He Ping's cold gaze, the elder from the Shui Family did not dare to hide anything. He said in a panic, "The person who killed Wang Kuang is the Palace Master of the Palace of Creation, Mo Qingyun."
"Mo Qingyun!"
Zi Yunxiao, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the elder from the Shui Family.
Then, a terrifying aura emanated from Zi Yunxiao and pressed down on the elders from the Shui Family.
He Ping was puzzled when he saw Zi Yunxiao's reaction. He asked, "Holy Son Yunxiao, do you know Mo Qingyun?"
"That's right!"
Zi Yunxiao nodded when he heard He Ping's question. He said coldly, "He's the person my clan is hunting down. I never thought that he would establish a sect here. That really has exceeded my expectations."
"What? He is the person you are hunting down? "
Hearing Zi Yunxiao's reply, He Ping's face was filled with surprise. He was stunned by the news.
After a short moment of shock, He Ping sneered and felt proud.
In his opinion, Mo Qingyun would be much easier to deal with now that he was being chased by the Dark Devil Race.
He didn't believe that Mo Qingyun would be able to keep his life under the pursuit of the Dark Devil Race.
"Saint, now that we know Mo Qingyun's identity, are we going to kill him now?"
Heping asked for Zi Yunxiao's opinion with a respectful expression, as if he was completely at Zi Yunxiao's beck and call.
Hearing He Ping's question, Zi Yunxiao shook his head and said, "Mo Qingyun has many tricks up his sleeves and is very cunning. Without absolute certainty, let's not act rashly, lest we inadvertently alert him."
Seeing Zi Yunxiao's nervous expression, Heping's expression also became serious. He realized that Mo Qingyun was difficult to deal with.
He was very clear about Zi Yunxiao's strength. He was not any weaker than the Vortex Wind Old Immortal.
Even with Zi Yunxiao's strength, he was not completely confident that he could kill Mo Qingyun. This showed how difficult it was to deal with Mo Qingyun.
At this moment, He Ping finally understood why Wang Kuang had been killed by Mo Qingyun.
Wang Kuang had died at the hands of someone who even Zi Yunxiao had a headache over. It could be said that his death was justified.
"Saint, if that's the case, what should we do next?"
Hearing Zi Yunxiao's thoughts, He Ping asked for instructions and waited for Zi Yunxiao's instructions.
Zi Yunxiao stood up and said, "Let's return to the Sacred Hall of Qiuniu first and gather people as quickly as possible. When the time comes, we will destroy the Palace of Fortune in one fell swoop."
With that, Zi Yunxiao flew out of the Shui Clan and prepared to return to the Sacred Hall of Qiuniu.
Seeing Zi Yunxiao's actions, He Ping hurriedly followed and returned to the Sacred Hall of Qiuniu.
…
In the Palace of Fortune, Mo Qingyun's courtyard.
"It seems that the people from the Sacred Hall of Qiuniu have come."
After hearing Zi Que's explanation, Mo Qingyun immediately thought of a possibility. He stood up from the stone bench and said, "Since that's the case, let's go take a look and meet up with the people from the Sacred Hall of Qiuniu."
In Mo Qingyun's opinion, since they could not avoid it, they might as well face it head-on.
With that, Mo Qingyun walked out of the courtyard. Seeing this, Zi Que hurriedly followed.
Coming out of the Palace of Fortune, Zi Que had a serious expression and said, "Master, according to what I sensed just now, the last person to be killed was an elder of the Shui Clan. Let's go take a look at the Shui Clan first."
As soon as Zi Que finished speaking, he led the way and rushed towards the Shui Clan.
The Shui Clan was not far from the Palace of Fortune. With Mo Qingyun and He Ping hurrying, it did not take long for them to reach the Shui Clan.
When Mo Qingyun and He Ping arrived at the Shui Clan, they gathered the elders of the Shui Clan and asked about what had happened in the Shui Clan.
"Greetings to Master, Palace Master Mo!"
Looking at Mo Qingyun and Zi Que, the elders of the Shui Clan bowed respectfully and knelt down towards Mo Qingyun and He Ping.
"Get up!"
Seeing the actions of the elders of the Shui Clan, Mo Qingyun waved his hand indifferently and said, "Tell us everything that happened in the Shui Clan. There can't be any falsehood. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."
When he heard Mo Qingyun's words, the elder who had just betrayed Mo Qingyun immediately knelt on the ground in fright and begged, "Master, Palace Master Mo, please spare my lowly life. I had no other choice!"
"Hmm?"
Seeing this person's actions, Zi Que immediately frowned. He turned to look at an elder of the Shui Clan and said, "Elder Shui Yi, tell us everything that happened in the Shui Clan."
"Yes!"
Hearing Zi Que's order, Elder Shui Yi responded and began to report what had happened.
As Elder Shui Yi continued to narrate, Mo Qingyun and He Ping's expressions turned increasingly ugly.
It didn't take long for Elder Shui Yi to recount everything that had happened without missing a single detail.
"You're courting death!"
After hearing what had happened, Zi Que's face darkened. He raised his hand and killed the elder who had begged for mercy.
When Zi Que killed the elder who had begged for mercy, Mo Qingyun frowned slightly and said, "I didn't expect the Dark Demon Tribe to join forces with Sacred Palace Qiuniu. It will be a little troublesome to deal with them."
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Zi Que's brows knitted together tightly. He looked as though he had a lot on his mind.
The thing that he was most worried about had finally happened.
He was really unwilling to help Mo Qingyun kill his clansmen.
Seeing Zi Que's expression, Mo Qingyun guessed his thoughts and said, "I won't let you interfere in dealing with Zi Yunxiao. When the time comes, you just have to help me guard the Palace of Creation and protect my clansmen."
"Thank you for your understanding, Master!"
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Zi Que cupped his hands in gratitude and said nothing more.
After understanding what had happened, Mo Qingyun was unwilling to stay any longer. He got up and walked out of the Shui Clan.
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