Yang Qingxuan withdrew his halberd, leaving the three behind. He looked at the spectator stand and said with a smile, "There's no need to fight anymore."
Dustfall and the others had already moved their benches and melon seeds, ready to watch the exciting battle. Who would have thought that it would be over before they could sit down.
Hua Shanfu said in a trembling voice, "Is he really only at the intermediate level of the Seven Stars Thousand Realms?"
No one could answer this question.
They all knew the answer was yes, but no one could believe it.
They had prepared for a battle, but it ended so hastily. They were all undecided.
No one could say anything.
Yun Wu Ji laughed first, and then said coldly, "A bunch of trash! Six months in the Ghost Abyss, nine months in the Jiu Yuan Jia Lan! "
This time, Hua Shanfu didn't say anything. Instead, she felt pain on her face and couldn't help but touch it twice.
Jiu Yuan Jia Lan and the others were all red in the face. They all lay on the battlefield and pretended to be dead. Then, one by one, they entered the Ghost Abyss and cultivated crazily.
After a short meeting with Dustfall and the others, Yang Qingxuan talked about the encounter with Fan Wu's spirit in the passage to the Ghost Realm and the disappearance of the Genesis Lotus Seed.
Everyone was deeply worried.
Dustfall said, "We have built a dozen teleportation arrays near Kunxu to prevent Fan Wu from having any ideas about Kunxu. It seems that we are still not strong enough. I will send more people over and put the main defense there for now."
Yang Qingxuan said, "That's how it should be. I will tidy up the Cangxuan Sect and go to Kunxu to meet the Genesis Immortal Lotus and tell her about the lotus seed. "
The Cangxuan Sect was still in a gloomy state. All kinds of rumors and slanders were flying everywhere. A space-time shuttle was hovering in the square in front of the sect. Those who were willing to leave the Cangxuan Sect together could register and leave. Otherwise, the sect wouldn't interfere.
"Sigh, I squeezed my head to enter the Cangxuan Sect. I thought it was a delicious steamed bun. Who knew that I would have to go back so soon? I won't go. I'd rather find a place to hide."
"Yang Qingxuan is dead. Who would join this broken sect? I will find another sect to join."
"Fortunately, I was prepared and secretly found a few connections. Even if the Cangxuan Sect goes bankrupt, I can still live freely. Hahahaha."
All sorts of mockery and ridicule filled the square as a large circle of onlookers gathered around to watch the show. These onlookers were originally disciples of the Cangxuan Sect, but they instantly turned hostile faster than the flip of a book.
Only three hundred or so people stood beside the space-time shuttle, their faces filled with anger and determination.
Shi Yan's cold gaze swept over the crowd and he said coldly, "Is there anyone else who wants to leave with us?"
"Hahahaha, leave together? Who's going back to their hometown with you? Hurry up and leave, don't delay our future! "
"The world is fickle and cold. You have to accept your fate. If Yang Qingxuan dies, the Cangxuan Sect will also die. You have to accept your fate. What are your intentions for dragging us down with you?"
All sorts of mockery and ridicule rang out in all directions as tens of thousands of onlookers gathered around to watch the show.
Shi Yan sighed. He also knew that the sect was rapidly expanding and had been extremely strict in recruiting disciples. However, as Yang Qingxuan's reputation soared, too many people squeezed in. No matter how strict the conditions were, they still quickly recruited tens of thousands of people.
He didn't expect that only one percent would be willing to share the joys and sorrows of the sect, which was only a few hundred people.
Shi Yan sighed. "Is the sect not treating everyone well?"
A cultivator said, "It's not that it's not good, but we have a bright future and can't decline with the Cangxuan Sect. We can only say sorry."
Shi Yan nodded. "I understand. Everyone has their own aspirations, and we won't force them."
"Hurry up and leave, don't be so long-winded!"
Many cultivators clamored.
Shi Yan said, "Since everyone is in such a hurry, hurry up and get on the space-time shuttle."
The hundreds of disciples around the space-time shuttle turned pale. They gritted their teeth and wanted to enter, but they were stopped by a force.
Shi Yan smiled and said, "It's not you, it's them." After saying that, he pointed in a circle.
"What?" Everyone was taken aback. They immediately felt a powerful pressure coming from the sky, intimidating everyone's heart. They tried to resist, but the pressure immediately caused their qi and blood to churn, and if they were not careful, they would suffer internal injuries.
"What's going on? Who is it?! "
Everyone was terrified. Just a single aura could suppress tens of thousands of them. At the very least, one had to be a Seven Star Thousand Realms Whirling expert to do so.
"Hurry up and get lost. I can't be bothered to look at you. If you don't enter the space-time shuttle within an incense stick of time, then I'm sorry!"
A figure walked out of the void, his face cold as he looked at them with disdain.
"Hey! It's the sect master! "
Someone exclaimed.
The crowd instantly went into an uproar. Everyone's mood was immediately reversed, from heaven to hell, and from hell to heaven.
In an instant, everyone understood what was going on, and they were all dumbstruck.
The tens of thousands of people outside the square instantly understood that they were finished. They felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and their bodies turned cold.
Yang Qingxuan waved his hand and threw down an incense stick. It landed on the square and burned at an extremely fast speed, as if it would burn out very soon.
The tens of thousands of people were dumbstruck, not knowing what to do. Some people quickly thought about what kind of connections they could find, or who they could ask to plead for mercy so that they could stay.
Some of the smarter ones quietly left the square and began to run outside. They either hid or tried to find someone to plead for mercy.
But as soon as he ran a thousand feet away, he let out a blood-curdling scream and was directly reduced to ashes.
The entire Cangxuan Sect was enveloped by Yang Qingxuan's fire boundary, and no one could escape.
It was only then that everyone realized the seriousness of the matter. No one boarded the space-time shuttle, and they were all crying bitterly. Many directly knelt down and kowtowed to Yang Qingxuan, Shi Yan, and Yang Qingxuan's close female friends, cursing themselves for not knowing what was good for them and for not being human.
Yang Qingxuan naturally ignored them. Instead, he looked indifferently at the incense stick, the coldness in his eyes growing stronger and stronger.
Although they were disciples of the same sect a moment ago, as long as the incense stick burned out and there were still people outside, he would not show any mercy.
Some of the more shrewd disciples seemed to have sensed the coldness from Yang Qingxuan's body, and hurriedly flew into the space-time shuttle.
After someone took the lead, many people immediately followed the trend.
By the time the incense stick burned out, nearly ten thousand people had squeezed into the space-time shuttle, but there were still tens of thousands of people outside, crying and begging for mercy.
Yang Qingxuan waved his hand, motioning for Shi Yan to close the door of the space-time shuttle, and then pushed the space-time shuttle out of the void, leaving the Chaotic Continent on its own and heading towards the southern universe.
As for whether they could smoothly pass through the Nirvana Space-Time Sea, it would depend on their luck.
As for the remaining people, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he directly brought out an oval-shaped magical treasure that looked like a bowl. He directly turned it upside down, and it instantly enlarged in the air.
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