Seeing this scene of dead silence, Ruan Qingfeng wiped his cold sweat with a bitter smile and said, "These people dared to insult the backbone of the Evil God, they deserved to die, deserved to die, haha." Then he changed the topic and laughed:
"Now, basically, the four major sects, various forces, and many Loose Cultivator experts have already arrived here, not to ntion that the Evil God has joined. I think it’s about ti to hold the sect assembly."
Everyone nodded.
No one dared to investigate the matter of the Evil God killing people, now changing the topic was undoubtedly the best choice, directly holding the sect assembly would be even better.
"Good."
Xiao Zheng also expressed his agreent.
Ruan Qingfeng imdiately said courteously, "Please, Evil God, take a seat."
Xiao Zheng glanced at Yao Qiantu and those people on the platform with a look of disgust. Sitting with these people would nauseate him, so he shook his head and said, "I won’t go up, just find a seat anywhere."
On the platform, Yao Qiantu and others changed their expressions, their eyes showing a tinge of gloom. Xiao Zheng’s action was undoubtedly diminishing their dignity, making them embarrassed in front of everyone.
"Hmph!"
The Sect Master of Kongtong Palace, Yue Qianshan, a middle-aged man with three strands of long beard beneath his chin, looked refined and gentle like a scholar, but at this mont, his face turned gloomy as he sneered coldly, "What a great posture the Evil God has."
With a swish.
Everyone turned to look at the Evil God, their eyes glinting with excitent, anticipating a conflict.
Xiao Zheng glanced indifferently at Yue Qianshan, a trace of purple light flashed in his eyes and vanished. He had already seen through this person’s level, rely a Great Grandmaster, not even a Martial Saint. He then countered, "Do you have any objections?"
Being swept by Xiao Zheng’s sharp gaze, Yue Qianshan’s heart trembled. Although he had cultivated to the level of a Great Grandmaster, he still felt a kind of deep-seated fear, as if any wrong answer would lead to his own demise by the other’s hand.
"Haha, no objections." Yue Qianshan forced a smile.
Seeing Yue Qianshan unexpectedly submitting, the crowd’s expressions subtly changed. It seed that even a Master of Holy Land couldn’t showcase any dominance in front of the Evil God.
"Hmm?"
At this ti, Xiao Zheng looked towards Ruan Qingfeng.
Ruan Qingfeng realized and quickly nodded with a smile, "Just a mont, just a mont. I’ll arrange it imdiately." Saying this, he waved his hand, and several disciples of Qingcheng Sect ran out. Soon, they brought five huge chairs to one corner of the square.
Xiao Zheng and the four others saw this and sat down.
Ruan Qingfeng smiled slightly, then returned to his seat.
Thus, on this square, a tripartite confrontation ford!
One side was the platform with the four Masters of Holy Land, along with so renowned martial arts figures, and elders from the sanctuaries. These were influential figures in the Martial Arts World, each wielding significant power.
Another side was the multitude of heroes from the Martial Arts World observing the ceremony. They were many, numbering a thousand or more, densely packed, giving a majestic look.
However, compared to the martial arts sanctuaries, these scattered forces of various sizes, loose cultivator masters, had limited influence. Their presence here was likely just as spectators, unable to make any significant impact.
The last side was Xiao Zheng’s group of five.
Even though there were only five of them, seemingly weak and outnumbered, no one held such a thought. This re group of five standing in one corner of the square held an aura that could rival those formidable forces on the platform!
"Haha."
At this mont, Ruan Qingfeng, on the platform, also spoke, "Now that all esteed guests have arrived, I announce the comncent of the sect assembly. Let us discuss how to respond to the chaos caused by the Blood Clan and Werewolves."
The crowd erupted into thunderous noise, everyone shouting loudly.
Once everyone cald down, Ruan Qingfeng smiled and said, "If any of you have opinions, you can bring them up now. After all, it’s a sect assembly, we should pool our wisdom."
Soone in the crowd shouted, "What’s there to discuss? With so many of us, we should just gather together, charge against the Blood Clan and Werewolves, and eliminate them!"
"Yes."
This statent imdiately resonated, many people loudly saying, "In the Huaxia Martial Arts World, we have masters like clouds, strong as rains. Now that the Blood Clan and Werewolves are far from ho, as long as we fight bloodily, the chances of victory are very high!"
"Sect Leader Ruan, no more talk, let’s think of how to assault them now."
"Find a place, set an ambush, and wipe out all those aliens."
"..."
The scene was noisy, emotions high. The people’s thoughts were all on a bloody battle.
However, as Xiao Zheng swept his gaze over, he noticed that despite the loud noise, many within the crowd remained silent, their gazes flickering.
The number of these silent people was also considerable.
Xiao Zheng couldn’t help but shake his head.
From this, he could see that the will of the crowd was not united. Many people still feared the power of the Blood Clan and Werewolves, and due to this fear, they dared not engage in a bloody battle.
However, this mindset was sowhat cowardly. In such a situation, these people naturally dared not express it, hence maintaining their silence.
But Xiao Zheng knew that with so guidance, these silent cowards might dominate and beco a unified will.
"Hehe..."
Sure enough, at this mont, a man with a sinister look suddenly stepped forward from the crowd, chuckling coldly.
This person’s strength had actually reached the level of a Grandmaster. As he chuckled, he infused his voice with Gang Qi, suppressing the noise of the entire scene.
The crowd quieted down, looking at the man with surprise, imdiately whispering,
"Isn’t this man the renowned loose cultivator strongman, the Poisonous Hand Shura?"
’This person is both righteous and evil, with a mysterious style, but he is extrely powerful!’
"Legend has it that he cultivates the Thousand Poison Shura Technique. Once deployed, poison fog spreads, a touch is enough to kill instantly."
"Damn, a master indeed!"
The crowd’s eyes were filled with dread as they looked at him.
Xiao Zheng’s expression also slightly changed. He had vaguely heard the na of Poisonous Hand Shura before.
"Haha, it’s Brother Poison Hand. I wonder what different opinion you might have?" Ruan Qingfeng, seeing Poisonous Hand Shura step forward, smiled and asked.
"I don’t consider it an opinion." The sinister Poisonous Hand Shura sneered, "I just want to state a fact that you’ve been avoiding."
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