The Cang Lang Sect wasn't considered big. Yang Xuan brought Bi Shi around the entire Cang Lang Sect but didn't find Xiao Xiang. Unwilling to give up, he sealed off the entire Cang Lang Sect and used even more of his Divine Perception but still couldn't find Xiao Xiang.
Could it be that Hong Yuan was telling the truth?
In the end, Yang Xuan and Bi Shi could not find Xiao Xiang and could only follow the mountain path down the mountain.
When they were almost at the foot of the mountain, Bi Shi suddenly stopped walking.
"Something's not right!" Bi Shi suddenly shouted.
"What's wrong?" Yang Xuan was shocked and asked.
"Those disciples' eyes are not right!" Bi Shi slapped his thigh.
"Eyes?" Yang Xuan began to recall but could not remember anything. He did not even pay attention to those ordinary people.
"Their eyes are not right!" Bi Shi said, "If the Cang Lang Sect really sent Miss Xiao Xiang down the mountain, those ordinary disciples would be afraid of you and feel indignant because you injured their people for no reason. Furthermore, it was under the circumstances where they were in the right. Therefore, even if you are stronger than them, you would not be able to stop them from expressing their indignation towards you."
"And then?" Yang Xuan squinted his eyes.
"You didn't notice at that time but I saw it. When Hong Yuan told you that he had sent Miss Xiao Xiang down the mountain and when we entered the Cang Lang Sect to search for her, those disciples' eyes were only filled with fear and fear. There was not even a hint of anger." Bi Shi spoke more and more fluently.
"And then?" Yang Xuan's face began to turn gloomy.
"This shows that they have a guilty conscience. Only by having a guilty conscience would they not have any resentment towards you. Only fear is left." Bi Shi slapped his thigh and asked Yang Xuan, "Why would they have a guilty conscience?"
Yang Xuan's eyes turned completely cold. A huge rock beside him shattered and the rocks shot out a hole in the ground.
"Let's go back!" Yang Xuan said word by word.
The two of them did not speak again. They quickly turned around and returned to the Cang Lang Sect.
The Cang Lang Sect in front of them could only be described as chaotic.
The disciples of the Cang Lang Sect were running in all directions, snatching treasures and even attacking their own companions.
Hong Yuan and the other elders had long since disappeared.
Bi Shi stepped forward and grabbed an ordinary disciple. He shouted angrily, "Where is he? Where is your Sect Leader? "
Just as the disciple was about to fight back, he suddenly saw Yang Xuan. He was so scared that his whole body trembled. He knelt on the ground and cried, "It has nothing to do with me. It has nothing to do with me. It was the Sect Leader who threw the girl down the cliff. It has nothing to do with us."
Boom!
Suddenly, a deep palm print appeared on the ground beside him. Dirt shot out, and many disciples were pierced through, taking their last breaths.
"That cliff? When did this happen? "Yang Xuan squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth.
"Four hours before you came up the mountain. Four hours! It's that cliff over there, that, that." The disciple was so scared that he almost peed his pants. His face was ashen.
Boom!
Yang Xuan smashed his head with his palm so that he wouldn't have to endure this kind of fear. His figure paused, and he immediately appeared at the edge of the cliff.
The mountain wind that came from far away swirled around the bottomless cliff. It blew up from the bottom, creating a gloomy atmosphere.
The cliff that was shrouded in mist seemed to be terrified and silent at this moment, like a monster that had opened its mouth.
Yang Xuan didn't hesitate at all. He jumped down.
The wind whistled in his ears, like the whispers of ghosts.
The white mist that hadn't dissipated for many years was like a dead spirit, lingering around him.
Yang Xuan rapidly descended, like a falling meteor.
Then, he saw a scene that he never wanted to see.
On a protruding cliff, Xiao Xiang's thin and weak body was gently hanging. Her eyes were closed, and the blood below her body had gathered into a dried up lake, like a blood-red gem.
Yang Xuan landed on the rock, but didn't dare to walk over for a long time.
"Xiao Xiang!" He hesitated, hesitated, and called out.
Xiao Xiang didn't move. Her blood-stained hair was blown by the wind, as if she was still telling Yang Xuan something.
"Xiao Xiang!" Yang Xuan called out softly again.
But this clever, lively and cute little girl still didn't move. She just lay there quietly, like a beauty who had fallen asleep.
Yang Xuan finally walked over. He knelt by Xiao Xiang's side and gently picked her up from the ground, as if he was carrying a beautiful fairy.
But the fairy couldn't speak anymore. She wouldn't bother Yang Xuan anymore, and just like that, she closed her eyes forever. She didn't even have the chance to say goodbye to Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan was silent. He hugged Xiao Xiang and knelt in the pool of blood. He was as silent as a wild beast.
After an unknown period of time, he suddenly laughed. His laughter was brilliant, and his laughter was bloody.
Amidst his laughter, he slowly stood up. Then, he stepped into the air and walked up the cliff.
When he saw Yang Xuan appear, Bi Shi was about to say something, but he immediately shut his mouth.
He saw Xiao Xiang in Yang Xuan's arms, and also saw the bright red blood stains below her.
The atmosphere was oppressive and heavy. Bi Shi felt that if he didn't say anything, he might suffocate in this heavy atmosphere.
"Hong Yuan escaped, and so did the elders. They knew that you would come back," Bi Shi said. After saying that, he didn't know what else to say.
But Yang Xuan didn't say anything. He just looked at Xiao Xiang in his arms, and no one knew what he was thinking.
After a long, long time, Bi Shi didn't know how much time had passed. Then, he heard a voice that seemed to come from the netherworld of China.
"No one can leave!"
Then, Bi Shi felt the ground shake.
The scene that happened in front of him almost made him stop breathing.
He saw that the Cang Water Sect disciples who were still fighting for the treasures suddenly stopped. Their bodies strangely left the ground and floated in the air.
Everyone was panicking and struggling, but no matter how hard they struggled, they couldn't land on the ground again.
Everyone was shouting with all their might, but no sound came out from their mouths.
In the next moment, Bi Shi saw a scene that he would never forget for the rest of his life.
He saw that the Cang Water Sect disciple who was closest to him suddenly stopped moving. His eyes were wide open, and his mouth was wide open. He was like a fish that was dying of thirst, struggling to breathe. Then, a large number of cracks started to appear on his body, like a spider web, and quickly spread. Then, Bi Shi watched as the Cang Water Sect disciple split into pieces in front of him, from his skin to his muscles, from his bones to his internal organs.
Every inch and every part of his body was being split apart into the tiniest fragments.
Fresh blood kept dripping down and fell on the ground, but it formed a huge echo in Bi Shi's heart.
Such a scene appeared and happened on every Cang Water Sect disciple. In the entire Cang Water Sect, at that moment, other than Bi Shi, other than Yang Xuan, there was no exception.
Plop!
Bi Shi fell to the ground, not because he was injured, but because of excessive fear and excessive fear, which caused his brain to lose control of his legs.
At that moment, he suspected that he was already dead and had come to hell.
"No one can leave!"
He heard Yang Xuan say that again, and then, he suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes without a trace.
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