There is a traitor among us...

No, there are many traitors.

At a glance, there are as many as thirty, more than half of us.

These thirty were conspiring with Bai Yun and others on the wasteland of Zhenwu Sect the day before yesterday. After entering the Zhenwu Sect yesterday, they secretly coordinated, but today, Daoist Bai Yun suddenly discovered...

Damn, they're all traitors.

In an instant, Daoist Bai Yun's heart turned to ashes, and he completely lost the will to resist.

As for the remaining people, except for Kucha who was still holding on, they all silently lowered their heads, indicating acquiescence.

"I have long heard that Lord Qingyu leaves no plan with flaws; today I see that it is indeed true." Kucha, upon seeing this, could only smile bitterly.

The opponent quickly gained control through a series of maneuvers, and if Kucha did not have a backup plan, he might have also had to submit.

"It seems the senior Kucha has another trick up his sleeve." Qing Yu said with a faint smile.

"Yes, I do have another move. If he is defeated, I will have no choice but to sacrifice myself for the Dao."

At this moment, Kucha appeared utterly unconcerned, as if life and death were of no difference to him. Yet Qing Yu discerned confidence on his face.

Kucha was confident he would not die.

"Xuandu remains outside the Zhenwu Sect, afraid to enter, and Hua Yufei is watching from the outside as well. So, your backup, it must be him."

As Qing Yu spoke, Hua Yufei and Xuandu, far outside the Zhenwu Seven Peaks, felt as though two substantial gazes swept over them.

Finally, Qing Yu's gaze settled on a Daoist standing beside Kucha.

This Daoist appeared quite old, with a slightly dark face full of wrinkles and entirely white beard and hair. However, his back was straight, showing no signs of aging decadence whatsoever.

Everyone followed Qing Yu's gaze towards this person. It was astonishing and shocking, for before Qing Yu noticed this person, none had paid any attention to this elder.

This old Daoist seemed ordinary, but standing next to Kucha, it was impossible that he hadn't attracted anyone's notice. Even Xuanzhen, Tonghua, and other Divinity Realm masters hadn't detected him at all.

It was as if he appeared under Qing Yu's gaze, which sent shivers down one's spine.

"Who are you? Of the many strongest in the Central Plains, I have seen most. Those I haven't, there are only a few old monsters whom I'm not sure are still alive, and...

"Mi Shenweng—ranked on the Heavenly List."

His gaze was as sharp as a blade, as if trying to cut through the man's disguise, revealing his true essence.

Considering Kucha's full confidence, this person was very likely the third-ranked on the Heavenly List, Mi Shenweng. Among the current strongest, only Shen Yunji might be older than him.

The old Daoist's appearance changed dramatically. His slightly dark skin turned a rosy white like a child's, his long white beard fell to his belly, and he wore pure white robes while his right hand gripped a black wooden staff, emitting a deep and everlasting Qi Mechanism.

Mi Shenweng, ranked third on the Heavenly List, appeared at such an unexpected time before Qing Yu, as an enemy.

"Lord Qingyu, I am Mi Shenweng, at your courtesy." Mi Shenweng nodded in greeting.

"You wish to oppose me? Why?"

"Out of loyalty to a task assigned by an old friend, I have been entrusted to ensure your conference does not succeed." Mi Shenweng replied candidly.

"All major Taoist sects are basically willing to respect my command; you, an outsider, cannot kill me—what can you do to stop it?"

Although Mi Shenweng was indeed powerful, he couldn't kill Qing Yu. Qing Yu had enough confidence in this.

Since he couldn't kill, and with no foothold among the Taoist factions, only some unconventional means could be used.

Qing Yu's expression changed, realizing the tactics Mi Shenweng might use.

"It seems you have figured out the old one's plan. Indeed, there is only one way, and it is simple...

"And that is... to kill them."

"Bang—"

Qing Yu appeared beside Mi Shenweng, grabbing Mi Shenweng's hand, clashing True Qi, and causing continual reverberations.

Moments earlier, Mi Shenweng had acted, aiming to eliminate all participants of the Taoist conference. With his strength, if Qing Yu hadn't stopped him, he could have killed them all in seconds.

"Do you want to eradicate the roots of the Taoist sects?" Qing Yu locked eyes with Mi Shenweng's aged pupils.

"I act only to fulfill a commission, fearing no means." Mi Shenweng replied with a smile.

During their exchange, Qi Forces fiercely confronted one another, white misty True Qi and the Blood Vault intertwining, forming a half-white, half-red sphere encasing them both.

"To be able to spare focus to prevent True Qi from leaking while confronting me, Lord Qingyu's True Qi is truly vast."

"Mi Shenweng's third place on the Heavenly List is undeserved; it seems I may advance two places after today."

The red and white sphere spun continuously, with the internal clash of blood-colored Qi Force and white mist emitting resounding booms.

Curiously, despite such fierce collision, the outside world remained unscathed, and even the ground near the sphere suffered no aftershock of Qi Force.

As Mi Shenweng mentioned earlier, Qing Yu was preventing the Qi Force from escaping, protecting the masses.

Otherwise, merely the aftermath of their clash would leave few of the hundreds on the plaza unharmed.

"Everyone, leave this place."

Xuanzhen spoke loudly in place of Qing Yu.

From the moment Mi Shenweng decided to act, this place was no longer safe. Qing Yu could protect the area temporarily, but couldn't ensure everyone's safety indefinitely.

Under the confrontation between two supreme warriors, True Core Realm Martial Artists were exceedingly vulnerable.

"And you, senior Kucha, you owe us an explanation."

As everyone quickly withdrew, Xuanzhen, Tongming, and Tonghua surrounded Kucha.

The brutal act Mi Shenweng intended to carry out was aimed at slaughtering the leaders of the various factions gathered, making Kucha, who brought Mi Shenweng here, indelibly connected.

"If I say I didn't know, would you believe me?" Kucha smiled bitterly.

This time, the bitter smile was truly bitter. Kucha would have never imagined that the foreign support he brought would plan to kill all Qing Yu's supporters if they couldn't win straightforwardly.

Kucha did not want Qing Yu to unify the Taoist sects, but he never intended to resolve it through slaughter. Mi Shenweng should have been the one to deal with Qing Yu, after all.

No matter how Kucha explained, he had no choice but to surrender. Otherwise, his old bones might be put in the earth today.

At that moment, the sphere enclosing Qing Yu and Mi Shenweng shot skyward, swiftly rising into the clouds. Then came a thunderous explosion.

"Boom—"

The sky rippled with red and white waves, as two figures separated, countless Trigram Formations danced in the air, forming a Great Wisdom Space enveloping them.

The real battle had begun.

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