The group of old men in the air were speechless. They really didn't know how to reply.
They couldn't tell if this old man was pretending to be crazy or if he was really stupid. Those with great cultivation could move heaven and earth with a single movement of their divine sense. How could they really be deaf? However, this old man didn't seem to be pretending. Even if he was really deaf, his cultivation was real. After all, from how he broke Old Ancestor Tai Shi's palm with his crutch, even if his Qi and blood were weak, he definitely had the ability to injure or even kill the Yuanying Yao cultivators. Therefore, none of the Yao cultivators really looked down on him.
After the old white ape of the Great Sage Mountain vaguely pointed out his identity, the cultivators subconsciously felt reverence.
After all, in the cultivation world, the older one lived, the more dangerous it was. This had become an iron law.
Seeing that the Great Golden Crow had finally persuaded the old tree spirit, the few Yuanying Patriarchs in the air didn't speak for a while.
"Today, I came for the Demon Court's laws. Even if you are a senior expert, you have to give the Demon Court an explanation …"
At this moment, Old Ancestor Tai Shi, who had suffered a loss earlier, spoke faintly.
It was very obvious that although he couldn't see through the old tree spirit and didn't really want to fight with him, he was unwilling to retreat just like that. He actually used the Demon Court and wanted to use the Demon Court's laws to suppress Mount Fusang!
As soon as this was said, the atmosphere became a little cold.
However, Uncle Gen didn't seem to hear it clearly. He turned his head and asked the Great Golden Crow, "What did he say?"
The Great Golden Crow answered straightforwardly, "The old thing is not convinced. He wants to fight with you!"
However, he looked like he wanted the world to be in chaos. Seeing Uncle Gen's prestige, he was like a roadside weed that had turned into a child with a mother. He fanned the flames at the side and couldn't wait to ask the old man to teach the old bastard of the Tai Shi family a lesson.
When Uncle Gen heard this, he was instantly enraged. He waved the crutch in his hand and pointed at Old Ancestor Tai Shi. He shouted, "You come!"
Old Ancestor Tai Shi was instantly a little embarrassed. Who the f * ck said he was going to fight with you …
"Sixth Brother, step down!"
But Wu Gu Mu was shocked at the side. He, who had always been steady, was not like the Great Golden Crow who wanted to see the world in chaos. He hurriedly walked in front of Uncle Gen and said respectfully, "Uncle Gen, Elder Tai Shi said that he came for the law, we need to give an explanation to the Demon Court …"
As he spoke, he was really worried that Uncle Gen wouldn't be able to hear him clearly again. He even used his Spiritual Force to transmit his voice.
"Explanation?"
The old tree spirit understood and laughed, "This old man's memory has never been so muddle-headed. There is no such thing as the Demon Court in this world … But if you want to explain, that's fine too …" Suddenly, he pointed at Wu Gu Mu and said, "Don't you still have a Demon Immortal Token in your hands? Take it out and let them see. Ask them if this Demon Immortal Token can protect the lives of the descendants of Fusang! "
"Demon Immortal Medallion!"
Wu Gu Mu and even the Black Wood Ridge Demon Cultivators had strange expressions on their faces.
Wu Gu Mu had taken out the Demon Immortal Token a long time ago, but they didn't care at all …
But Wu Gu Mu also understood the old tree spirit's meaning. Now was not the time, so he simply took out the Demon Immortal Token again, and then bowed to the few old Yuanying level Demon Cultivators in the air, saying, "Seniors, please understand. This Demon Immortal Token has been passed down from the Immortal Ancestor of my clan until now. According to the ancient teachings of the Demon Clan, as long as it is not a great traitor of the clan, it can survive this calamity?"
The few Yuanying Elders in the air immediately looked at each other. If it was in private, they probably wouldn't care about this Demon Immortal Token. After all, the token of a living Demon Immortal was a law decree, and the token left behind by a dead Demon Immortal was just a piece of scrap metal. But on the surface, no one dared to go against this ancestral teaching that had been passed down since ancient times. So for a moment, no one spoke, as if they had tacitly agreed.
Even Old Ancestor Tai Shi became even more furious. As a human, his identity was awkward, and it was even more inappropriate for him to go against the ancient teachings of the Demon Clan.
"Haha, once the Demon Immortal Token is taken out, all sins are eliminated. There is naturally nothing to say about this matter. Let alone this Demon Immortal Token, even three thousand years ago, the Golden Crow Clan, in order to protect the Demon Clan successfully migrated north, made countless contributions. Those contributions should be enough to protect a descendant of the Golden Crow Clan … Old friend Tai Shi, I think you don't have to be so serious about this matter …"
In the silence, the golden-robed middle-aged Peng King of Mount Gu Mu suddenly laughed, and opened his mouth to help.
Although he had been provoked by the old tree spirit a few times, he clearly remembered whose side he was on.
Hearing this, Old Ancestor Tai Shi became even more furious, and it was even more difficult for him to say anything more.
"Hehe, this little Peng bird of yours is a bit interesting. I remember that your Mount Gu Mu has a Fellow Daoist Shrouding Heaven, how is he?"
The old tree spirit was very happy, and he began to chat with Peng Five with a smile, as if he was asking how his second uncle was doing recently.
Peng Five felt a bit awkward when he heard this. He coughed dryly and said, "Old Ancestor Shrouding Heaven has already passed away for thousands of years …"
The old tree spirit was stunned, and he sighed with regret. He then said, "There is also someone called Yu Jiutian …"
Peng Five was even more speechless. He thought for a long time before he remembered. He bitterly smiled and said, "That person was even earlier, an ancestor from ten thousand years ago …"
The old tree spirit seemed to be a bit dumbfounded, and he muttered, "I've lived for so long?"
Seeing that the situation had been alleviated, no one could say anything more. Old Ancestor Tai Shi made up his mind, but he still did not dare to attack the Golden Crow Clan. After all, he had only captured a fugitive in passing, and now he was going to fight a Fusang Mountain Elder with unfathomable cultivation. The former was a small matter, but the latter was a huge matter.
Moreover, there were several other Yuanying Ancestors here, and the more people there were, the more muddled the waters became. The matter had reached a point where it could not be settled, and there was no point in talking about it. At this moment, an old woman from Qingqiu Mountain, who had been hiding in the dark all this time, suddenly took a step forward and smiled. "Old Senior, you can protect a descendant of the Golden Crow Clan, but that human youth has nothing to do with the Golden Crow Clan, right? I just received a message that a captured prisoner confessed that the chaos in the Blackabyss Prison has something to do with this youth. If you don't mind, I would like to take him back for interrogation … "
Her gaze fell indifferently on Fang Xing, who was in Wu Sang 'er's arms.
But it turned out that with their Yuanying level vision, how could they not see the injured and unconscious Fang Xing?
It was just that Old Ancestor Tai Shi and the old tree spirit were at loggerheads just now, and she did not have the chance to say it. Now that Fusang Mountain was about to seal off the mountain, she naturally had to keep Fang Xing here. After all, she had just received a shocking news. It seemed that there was a rare treasure that was closely related to Qingqiu Mountain, and it had to fall into the hands of this human youth. She had to get it no matter what.
As soon as she said this, Peng Five of Mount Lonely Edge raised an eyebrow and looked at her with an unfriendly gaze, not to mention Uncle Gen 'er's reaction.
"What did the little fox say?"
Uncle Gen did not understand, and turned to ask the Great Golden Crow and Wu Gu Mu.
The Great Golden Crow said, "This woman said that she wants to flatten our Fusang Mountain …"
"How dare she …"
Uncle Gen flew into a rage, and waved his walking stick.
Wu Gu Mu was speechless. Glaring at the Great Golden Crow, he relayed the words of the old woman of Qingqiu Mountain to Bai Gen in a low voice.
Still, Uncle Gen was a little dissatisfied, and snorted, "What do you mean related? They are all children of Fusang Mountain, how can they be given to others for free? Isn't it just a minor offense? That Demonic Immortal Token can erase his sin! "
The old woman of Qingqiu Mountain's gaze froze, her expression ugly, and she said softly, "Isn't elder being a little unreasonable?"
This time, the Great Golden Crow did not wait for Uncle Gen to ask, and spoke first, "Uncle Gen, this old woman is saying that you're being unreasonable!"
Wu Gu Mu was speechless, and looked at his nephew helplessly.
The old tree spirit actually did not get angry at that, and instead chuckled. "Since when did daemons become a place of reason?"
The Yuanying Grand Ancestor of Qingqiu Mountain was instantly speechless. He had been eloquent in his speech, but was left speechless for a long time.
"Haha, well said. There's only so many of us here, so there's no point in saying such polite words …"
Peng Five of Lone Edge Mountain suddenly laughed, echoing the old tree spirit's words. At the same time, he looked quietly at the Grand Ancestor of Qingqiu Mountain and said with a faint smile, "Fellow Red Medicine, I have something to add as well. That is the heir of the Heretic King bloodline of Lone Edge Mountain. I don't know what your Qingqiu Mountain is planning, but it won't be easy if you want to take him away in front of me …"
"You!"
Peng Five jumped out with such a resolute attitude, but the Yuanying Grand Ancestor of Qingqiu Mountain was a little flustered. He angrily rebuked, "What heir of the Heretic King? Didn't your Lone Edge Mountain already spread the word that he's a fake?"
Peng Five leisurely said, "Oh, we were mistaken before. We later realized that the token was real!"
Ignoring the anger of the old woman of Qingqiu Mountain, he added with a faint smile, "Actually, as soon as we found out that the token was real, we were about to send someone to the Blackabyss Prison to get him out, but we didn't expect such a thing to happen. The people of Lone Blade Mountain have already gone to help the Demon Court capture the prisoners, but the heir of the Evil King's bloodline doesn't have to follow them. Although he is a human, as long as he is related to Lone Blade Mountain, we will protect him to the end, unlike a certain race that would leave their benefactor …"
His words were laced with sarcasm, and the Yuanying Grand Ancestor of Qingqiu Mountain bellowed in rage, "Shut up, Peng Five! Who knows what you're doing over and over again? I'm just asking you, are you trying to start a war against us by forcefully protecting this youth?"
Uncle Gen heard everything clearly from below and raged, "They want to start a war against us?"
Beside him, the Great Golden Crow added fuel to the fire, "Yes, yes, she wants to start a war against you!"
Wugu Mu was breaking out in cold sweat as he hurriedly tried to dissuade them, "Not us, not us …"
"Let's start a war then. Who has Lone Edge Mountain been afraid of over ten thousand years?"
But as the scene descended into chaos, the sound of wind and thunder could be vaguely heard in the distant skies, followed by the violent voice of an old man.
"Another Yuanying Grand Ancestor of Lone Edge Mountain has arrived?"
It was not just the old woman of Qingqiu Mountain who heard the voice. The other Yuanying daemon cultivators were all shocked as well, turning their heads to look.
"How did things get so out of hand?"
The same thought flashed through everyone's mind.
Only the Great Golden Crow gritted his teeth as he looked at the unconscious Fang Xing, and could not help remembering one of his nicknames.
"I'm still not as good as this little bandit. Even when he's unconscious, he can still cause such chaos …"
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