The two of them didn’t dare to say more, continuing to watch below, uncertain of Li Yunjing’s fate.
In their hearts, they mostly felt that Li Yunjing was more likely to die than survive this ti.
"Damn you, Wei Henian! I will kill you!"
Fu Chao’s face was sullen, and he gritted his teeth as he spoke.
Recently, he had beco quite close with Li Yunjing and found that they got along very well.
He considered Li Yunjing one of his few friends.
His friend was hard, and Fu Chao’s anger was almost uncontainable!
The grudge was ford, and taking down Wei Henian had to be put on the agenda imdiately.
The explosion of the "Purple Sky Thunder Bomb" shocked everyone present.
For a mont, tens of thousands of disciples were stunned by the terrifying scene before them.
The scene fell into an eerie silence.
"Cough, cough!"
Amidst the dust, Li Yunjing started to cough.
Lightning wrapped around his body, making him look like he was in decent condition.
However, his Outer Sect daoist robe had long beco tattered rags, so dire that he looked like a beggar.
Seeing the bloodstains all over his body, Li Yunjing was reminded of the mont Yu Yunyi had saved him.
"Thank goodness! Thank goodness! That day, I couldn’t move and almost drowned in a puddle! And now, I can still stand straight. That’s already pretty good!"
Li Yunjing used his Divine Sense to inspect his internal organs and ridians, finding that they were all still normal.
Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.
"Huh? Is that Li Yunjing? He’s still alive?"
"How is that possible?"
"That was the sect’s legendary ’Purple Sky Thunder Bomb’! Such a powerful killer artifact, and it didn’t kill him?"
"How could this be? I can hardly believe what I’m seeing! Is he a ghost?"
"What are you saying? Don’t you see he’s still breathing?"
...
Suddenly, a few sharp-eyed spectators in the stands shouted out.
Soon, hearing the commotion, others also looked over.
As a result, everyone saw Li Yunjing standing in place, bent over, dazedly staring into space, at a distance of fifteen zhang from the ruins of Arena No. 1.
"Li Yunjing is still alive!"
Yu Yunyi, up on the platform, heard the remarks and her spirit lifted as her eyes widened in surprise, imdiately looking downward.
Indeed, Li Yunjing seed to be okay, but his ragged appearance made Yu Yunyi stifle a laugh.
"Crying and laughing like that? Could it be that you actually like Li Yunjing?"
Lv Ruoxi couldn’t help but tease her upon seeing this.
"Nonsense! We’re just friends! I’m just concerned about a friend!"
Yu Yunyi blushed slightly, then her expression grew serious as she regained her usual calm deanor.
"Haha!"
Lv Ruoxi chuckled lightly, not believing a word Yu Yunyi said.
"This kid Li Yunjing has a really tough life!"
Fu Chao couldn’t help but shout out, his deanor extrely excited, his voice getting louder as he continued, eventually turning toward Wei Henian’s direction and shouting: "So people have really suffered a loss! We’ll gladly take these treasures!"
"Haha..."
Fu Chao’s words drew loud laughter from the platform.
These people didn’t care about Wei Henian’s feelings; based on earlier events, Wei Henian probably was the mastermind behind the explosion!
This was clearly cheating. Although the others had no proof, mocking him a bit could help vent their dissatisfaction.
"Damn it! How could this be?"
Wei Henian’s eyes widened in disbelief.
He rubbed his eyes fiercely to confirm that Li Yunjing was indeed alive, and upon hearing Fu Chao’s ridicule, the True Disciple’s face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, extrely ugly!
"Hmph! Hu Hua, that useless fool! What a waste of my resources!"
Feeling unhappy, Wei Henian stood up and left the platform with large strides, not watching the vexing match anymore.
At this mont, his hatred for Li Yunjing reached its peak!
"Interesting! This Li Yunjing seems to have so skills and appears to be cultivating the ’Five Thunders True thod’!"
Among the nine thrones, a woman with a calm expression, draped in a radiant robe with light swirling around her, evidently a significant figure in the Shenxiao Dao Sect, spoke.
"Indeed, it’s the ’Five Thunders True thod’! This kid Li Yunjing used the Thunder Storage Technique to absorb the explosion’s power from the ’Purple Sky Thunder Bomb’! He’s got potential!"
The Elder from the Foreign Affairs Hall who had acted previously nodded slightly, his expression improving slightly only when ntioning Li Yunjing.
This Elder clearly understood the situation.
But the Sect had rules. Suspicions needed evidence.
Hu Hua had turned to dust, making the case unsolvable, untraceable.
As for Soul Search?
Just consider Wei Henian’s status!
A Foundation Establishnt Realm Sixth Heaven expert, a True Disciple!
How could soone like him be subjected to a Soul Search!
Even if Wei Henian agreed, others wouldn’t!
Certain rules cannot be broken!
Protecting Wei Henian ant protecting the interests of all those in higher positions!
At this mont, aside from feeling stifled, the Elder from the Foreign Affairs Hall couldn’t do much.
The other significant figures understood this logic as well.
With Hu Hua dead and no evidence, the case could be concluded here.
As for why Hu Hua acted this way?
The Law Enforcent Hall would provide a reasonable explanation.
That would be sufficient.
It was just a Qi Cultivation Realm Seventh Layer Junior Cultivator.
The Shenxiao Dao Sect wouldn’t disrupt stability for such a minor figure.
While the significant figures were unwilling to delve deeper, soone else was not.
"Cough, cough! Elders! What’s going on here?"
At this mont, below the stands, having caught his breath, Li Yunjing walked up to stand directly opposite the platform and loudly questioned.
The entire venue was in an uproar. He was questioning?
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