Chapter 106 Crisis lurks everywhere
When others saw the commotion, they rushed over.

The first one to arrive was the Speech Elder. He was quite conscientious and left the group of disciples who were scolding him behind and rushed over to dissuade them.

"Elder Zhong, no!"

The Tianjian Sect and the Pingtian Sect have been in a truce for many years. Even if they were to go to war, this would be the worst time and they would definitely suffer a great loss.

The masters from other sects have all arrived, staring eagerly, waiting for them to fight each other!

Seeing that they would not listen, the elder speaker waved his hand and slapped the barrier, trying to blast a crack in it and use the same trick to send the two away. As long as they left, all the problems would be solved.

As a result, he failed to break through the barrier, but was targeted by Zhong Haoran.

Zhong Haoran used a brush in one hand to attack the seal, and slapped the elder who was giving a speech with the other hand, knocking him back.

"Your cultivation is not good enough, stay away from it." Zhong Haoran said.

The elder who was giving the speech gave a bitter smile. What should he do? Zhong Haoran was provoked. If he took action, who could stop him?
Finally, he saw the old man in the linen robe coming. He felt relieved and retreated temporarily.

The leader of Tianjian Sect came and stood aside without taking any action.

Soon, the old man riding a green bull also arrived. He stood outside the sect, attracting more people's attention.

A rumbling sound was heard, and a man driving an ancient chariot came out from the void, stopped in the sky, and looked at Zhong Haoran.

Several other figures then appeared, including Zhou Tianzheng, Elder Shi, Elder Qing, etc., all of whom were familiar figures.

It even seemed as if there was someone watching from further away, causing all the birds and animals in the forest to go silent.

"Zhong Haoran, what are you going to do?"

Elder Qing's expression changed. "He's not dead, why are you so anxious?"

The old woman from the Goddess Peak could no longer sit idly by. If Zhong Haoran started the war, the consequences would be disastrous. She comforted him, "Fellow Daoist Zhong, if the Pingtian Sect wants someone, let them go first. I will go with you to fight them later."

"I gave you a chance."

Zhong Haoran responded indifferently. He had requested to go for the crusade, but only Zhou Tianzheng responded, and they parted unhappily in the end. Did he have to listen to their nonsense again?

"Hahaha, Xiao Ming, you can't just stand by and watch." The man on the ancient chariot looked at the leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect, "Do you want to take action? I have hated the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls for a long time. Today is a rare gathering for us. If I don't kill him, when will I?"

"Then you take action and I will help you." said the leader of the Tianjian Sect.

"That's wrong. This is the Tianjian Sect. I can't take over the host, right?" The man on the chariot was very persistent. "You go first, I'll help you."

The old man riding the green bull said leisurely, "The leader of the Tianjian Sect has always been calm and considerate of the overall situation. Fellow Taoists from the Wuzhong Sect, please don't stir up trouble. It's just a small humiliation. Why would the Tianjian Sect start a war over such a small matter?"

"Don't make sarcastic remarks here, and rest assured that once the war starts, you will definitely not be left behind."

Zhou Tianzheng's eyes were filled with murderous intent. These two men came from Qingmu Sect and Wuzhong Sect respectively, both of which were well-known and large sects. No matter what their words were, they were here to add fuel to the fire and were hoping that they would be plunged into war.

Once the war begins, they will eagerly retreat to protect themselves and wait for the right opportunity to plunder and divide up the Tianjian Sect's inheritance.

As for why it was not Pingtian Sect? Because Pingtian Sect was an organization based on scattered cultivators and alchemists, the top leaders were mysterious and unpredictable, and it was unknown how much property they had. There was too much uncertainty in plundering them, and the benefits were far less than the former.

He looked at the sect master worriedly. This was too difficult to decide. With the sect master's style, he would not start a war because of Chen Lang, but he could not stop Zhong Haoran either, otherwise he would lose this pillar of the sect, and no matter what he did, it would be wrong.

Zhong Haoran rarely gets angry, but once he gets angry, even he doesn't dare to persuade others.

"What? What is there to say?"

The leader of the Tianjian Sect spoke up, "Zhong Haoran and I are old friends. Of course I support his decision. When has our Tianjian Sect ever been bullied by the Pingtian Sect?"

But when talking about things, he also used his great supernatural power to convey a message to Zhong Haoran:

"I can only protect you for a quarter of an hour. Break the seal as soon as possible. If it doesn't work, come back first.

People from the Qingmu Sect and Wuzhong Sect have come, and people from the Vajra Hall are also lurking nearby. They are all watching, waiting for us to take action. I need to retain my strength to prevent them from taking advantage of the situation and being unable to help you. You can't delay for too long, or something unexpected will happen."

The message was highly encrypted, but someone still heard it. The man on the chariot wanted to add fuel to the fire, but he didn't know what to say. He could only secretly curse the old man for being slippery.

He calculated that Zhong Haoran would not be able to handle the situation in a quarter of an hour, but he still gave him a chance and face to avoid division among the people of the Tianjian Sect.

Zhou Tianzheng breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to see a war break out. The best outcome was that Zhong Haoran tried his best to rescue Chen Lang and then failed.

In this way, he can still be the elder of the sect, and he won't be forced to come in person.

However, the old man riding the green bull volunteered, "Zhong Haoran, I really admire your love for your disciple. I will help you today, no need to thank me, and no need to worry about cause and effect."

After saying that, he made a move, waving the whip in his hand and hitting Chen Lang who was in confinement, but the whip turned into a thin thread halfway and wrapped around Chen Lang's brow, trying to pull out the flame brand.

The old man Qingniu broke the balance, causing the flame mark to become more intense in an instant. Wisps of blood mist appeared above Chen Lang's head and condensed into a human shape.

The Lord of All Souls has appeared!

"Why would you, an old man from the Qingmu Sect, need to interfere in the affairs of my Tianjian Sect!"

Elder Shi shouted angrily. He stretched out his hand to block the old man Qingniu. The old man smiled slightly and took his hand back.

"Forget it. Since someone won't let me help you, it would be my fault if I intervene again." The old man commented, his face full of regret and disappointment.

"Hahaha." The man on the chariot also laughed loudly, "You Tianjian Sect are too spineless. There are so many of us who can help you capture the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls at any time, but you are so cowardly that you dare not say a word when the enemy is at your doorstep. Only Zhong Haoran can be regarded as a true hero.

Zhong Haoran, why don't you come to my Wuzhong Sect? What's the point of staying in such a Tianjian Sect?"

Zhong Haoran did not answer, but he retracted the huge brush and no longer tried to erase the seal.

Have you given up? Everyone is watching.

But Zhong Haoran gave a light rebuke, the brush stood upright, surrounded by symbolic light, and tiny cracks spread from the pen shaft.

Instantly, endless energy overflowed, the entire Tianjian Sect was filled with sunshine, and the blood and darkness were dispelled.

A hole was torn in the domain of the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls.

"Zhong Haoran, don't be impulsive!"

Zhou Tianzheng's face suddenly changed. Zhong Haoran wanted to sacrifice his magic weapon to rescue Chen Lang!
This is absolutely unacceptable. To Zhong Haoran, this brush is not a magic weapon, but is imprinted into his destiny. Therefore, it has infinite power and has reached the state of his words coming true.

If this item is lost, Zhong Haoran will be seriously injured, and the Tianjian Sect cannot accept such a loss.

"Please keep out of the way, outsiders." Zhong Haoran said, he had made up his mind.

At this moment, his blockade of Chen Lang also weakened. Chen Lang felt the space loosen and he could speak.

"There's no need to do that. I joined the Pingtian Sect on my own. I don't need you to save me." Chen Lang said.

The Southern Sect Leader simply kept silent. No matter what he said, the other party would not believe him anyway, so as long as he didn't say anything, he wouldn't be wrong.

"You don't have to say anything, I am your master." Zhong Haoran said, and continued to sacrifice his natal magic weapon.

At this moment, he was very calm. He had also estimated that as long as he sacrificed the magic weapon, the mark of the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls would not last long and could be broken in three breaths.

When his eldest disciple was in trouble, he did not help, and the child left in disappointment.

When his second disciple was in trouble, he did not help, and the child died on the battlefield.

And today, he is going to take action.

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(End of this chapter)