"Join forces?" The black-robed old man chuckled lightly, "Your Taixu Gate wants to collude with the Shen Family?"
Xun Ziyou said, "Killing you heretical demons is the cultivators’ duty. How can it be called collusion?"
"Elder Xun, why pretend to be ignorant?" The black-robed old man sneered, "Here, are we really the only ones who are ’heretical demons’?"
Xun Ziyou’s gaze darkened slightly, "What do you mean?"
The black-robed old man said, "I may not know how you were able to follow us here, but along the way, in the Shen family’s mine, didn’t you see what was going on?"
"Those corpses, densely packed, were like a tide."
"Do you think the Shen family’s actions are any different from those of evil demons?"
Before Xun Ziyou could speak, Shen Shouxing said indifferently:
"Stop talking nonsense, the corpses here have nothing to do with my Shen Family. My Shen Family is a Righteous Dao Fifth Grade family granted by the Taoist Court, our disciples are all devoted to Tao cultivation, full of righteous aura, how could we possibly do anything that violates the Taoist Court’s laws?"
The black-robed old man was startled for a moment, then praised:
"As expected of an elder of the Shen Family, as expected of a top-grade family. No wonder my Demon Path kills people and everyone shouts to eradicate us, but your family feeds on people and yet prospers, being respected by all."
Shen Shouxing’s expression was as cold as water, "Slandering the Shen Family’s reputation in this way, you deserve a thousand deaths."
The black-robed old man chuckled hoarsely, then looked at Xun Ziyou:
"Honest words, does Taixu Gate also want to share in the Shen Family’s dealings?"
Xun Ziyou’s gaze flickered slightly, and he said slowly:
"Whether the mining disaster involves the Shen Family still needs to be investigated, but you demon beasts are indeed notorious for your evil deeds, with innumerable sins. Let’s kill you first and talk later."
"Kill me, and you think you can leave this Solitary Mountain City?" The black-robed old man said with a half-smile, "Aren’t you afraid that this Elder Shen might stab you in the back?"
"Stop trying to sow discord." Shen Shouxing drew his sword, the white jade blade pointing directly at the old man.
The black-robed old man gripped Shen Qingsheng’s neck, "Aren’t you afraid I’ll kill your son?"
Shen Shouxing’s gaze was icy, "If my son dies, all of you will accompany him in death!"
Then, without hesitation, his sword light surged as he charged at the black-robed old man.
The black-robed old man’s heart sank.
This Shen Shouxing, to make a name for himself in the Shen Family, is indeed decisive and astute.
And his assumptions were not wrong.
He really won’t kill his son right now.
This son, at least, is a bargaining chip in his hand. If killed, he would be of no use at all.
Not only that, it would also provoke Shen Shouxing to madness, causing unpredictable variables.
The black-robed old man could only temporarily spare Shen Qingsheng’s life to hold Shen Shouxing back.
Shen Shouxing, considering his only son, couldn’t strike with full force either.
Xun Ziyou also began to act, but everyone had their concerns, so the battle was at a stalemate.
Just then, the leader of the Demon Sect, who had been maintaining the Divine Temple with his bloodline, suddenly roared, his aura surging.
As the phantom of the Evil Dragon emerged, a powerful aura was unleashed.
With a loud boom, the tightly shut doors of the Divine Temple were opened.
Inside the temple, a resplendent golden image slowly appeared before everyone’s eyes.
The black-robed old man’s eyes gleamed with decision: "Go!"
Their purpose here was the Divine Temple; they didn’t want to be delayed by the Shen Family.
Young Master Xuan’s eyes sharpened, his longsword drawing a trail of blood light, dispatching two Shen Family Golden Core cultivators before stepping into the Divine Temple first.
Elder Bear roared, his body covered in Monster Patterns, seizing a moment of respite from Elder Xun before recklessly charging into the Divine Temple.
Following him were Mr. Hui and Stone.
Mo Hua thought for a moment, seeing the opportunity and swiftly slipped through the gate crack.
Then it was the black-robed old man, dragging Shen Qingsheng as he stepped through the Divine Temple’s doors.
"Qing’er!" Shen Shouxing’s face was filled with anger.
Xun Ziyou’s heart also sank, "Mo Hua!"
The two of them flashed, transforming into sword light, rushing towards the temple doors.
Yet halfway through, a roar from the Evil Dragon erupted like thunder from a clear sky, followed by a pair of Dragon Fists carrying enormous pressure, forcibly intercepting them.
Violent tremors spread.
Xun Ziyou stepped back three steps from the force of the punch.
Even Shen Shouxing, at the peak of the Golden Core, retreated a step, his face pale.
The massive leader of the Demon Sect stood before them.
Even having lost some blood, with the support of the Azure Dragon Evil Formation, the leader’s strength was still terrifyingly powerful.