"Fairy Ziwei actually caused such a big commotion. She shouldn't exist in the Profound Sky Continent. The reason why she is trying to cover herself up is because she is afraid that the power of the law will notice that she is interfering with the cause and effect of the Profound Sky Continent."

Yi Zhuyue spoke slowly.

Having done this, Zhongzhou has been turned upside down. If he continues to act perversely, he will most likely be rejected by the will of the law.

So, everything has a traceable path.

"In this case, we still have to find the envoy of Ziwei Pavilion as soon as possible, otherwise we may never find where Ziwei Pavilion is in our lifetime."

Luoluo nodded, with a bit of worry in her eyes. Looking at the layer of ashes on the ground, she changed her expression to hatred. "This slick guy actually wanted to plot against us. Now we can only think of a new way."

"Not necessarily. I think our direction is actually correct. He just wants to plot against us. Let's go in and take a look first." Luo Shen said slowly.

Su Chen had no objection to this. After a few people walked in, they discovered that there was another world inside.

I originally thought that this place was at most the size of a courtyard, but I never expected it to be so complicated and intricate, almost like a small Taiyi Sword Sect.

Su Chen felt the aura and immediately locked onto the aura of the most powerful person inside, and then said: "Zhu Yue, come with me, and the rest of you will split up into several groups and eliminate the others, leaving no one behind."

When he said this, there was no obvious emotion on his face. After all, most of these people were descendants of the Ouyang family, and their deaths were not a pity.

Several people had no objection to Su Chen's decision, so Su Chen took Yi Zhuyue into the courtyard in the middle.

As soon as they pushed the door open, a knife came straight towards them.

The two of them quickly dodged and only then could they see clearly that there was a white-haired old man standing at the door.

The old man was probably in his eighties, with white hair and a long beard. He wore a moon-white robe and held a dustpan in his hand, looking like an immortal.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of coldness in his narrow pupils. He flicked his whisk and snorted coldly.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into my Taiyi Sword Sect!"

He glanced at the two people present without any expression.

Su Chen and Yi Zhuyue were both deliberately suppressing their cultivation at this moment, and in front of outsiders they both appeared to be at the Great Saint Realm. Therefore, the old man did not take them seriously and even looked down on them a bit.

"who are you?"

Su Chen raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a somewhat nonchalant smile. He did not answer his question, but instead threw the question back.

The old man didn't get the answer he wanted, and subconsciously became a little more annoyed.

"How dare you ask who I am? You are a bunch of young boys, and you are so arrogant. Today, I will teach you a lesson!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man swung his whisk, and a hurricane came towards them. A white crane martial spirit appeared from behind him, and the white crane raised its noble head, as if looking down on everything.

The white crane slowly spread its wings and flew over the old man's head in an instant. The surrounding sky also changed at this moment. Thick dark clouds appeared, instantly covering the entire sky in darkness.

The cold wind was biting, almost turning into a tornado, carrying with it a strong spiritual power. Even though it had not reached the two of them, it was like a knife scratching them and causing pain.

Yi Zhuyue's clothes fluttered, her long hair was blown by the wind, and the silver bells made crisp sounds. She slowly took two steps forward, and the bells at her feet kept ringing excitedly.

The hurricane stopped abruptly when it reached Yi Zhuyue, as if it had suffered a great disaster and struggled for a long time before finally calming down. Yi Zhuyue raised the corners of her mouth slightly, looked at the old man in front of her nonchalantly, and raised her bright eyebrows.

"Is this all your strength? You're just tickling me."

These words are not very lethal, but very insulting.

The old man's face immediately fell, as if he had eaten shit, which was uglier than eating shit.

However, through the brief confrontation just now, he also understood that the two people in front of him were most likely suppressing their cultivation, otherwise they would not have been able to resolve his attack so easily.

The faces of these two people were so unfamiliar that he had never seen them before.

If he could join their Taiyi Sword Sect, his combat effectiveness would definitely be improved.

Thinking of this, the old man's expression eased a little and he cleared his throat twice.

"You two look like you have the ability. I am Ouyang Yu, the great elder of Taiyi Sword Sect. If you two are willing, you can join our Taiyi Sword Sect and become its inner disciples."

The old man laughed to himself as he spoke. "For your accidental entry here, I can give you a lenient sentence. After all, the death penalty can be avoided, but the living punishment cannot be escaped..."

The arrogance on his face was clear, and although he was inviting the two to join him, the expression on his face was as if it was some kind of gift.

Seeing that the old man was still talking self-righteously, Su Chen couldn't help but interrupt him and said, "Don't be so narcissistic. Even if you kneel down and beg me for your sword sect, I won't go."

"You little brat! Do you know that my Taiyi Sword Sect is unrivaled in Zhongzhou? How dare you be so arrogant!?"

Ouyang Yu became anxious instantly, thinking that the two people in front of him were so ungrateful. He had already invited them, but they were still so stubborn.

"Now that I can find this place today, do you think I'm still afraid of you? This is just the first step. Next, I will kill not only you, but also those people behind you."

Su Chen snorted coldly and immediately waved his hand, signaling Yi Zhuyue to take action.

Yi Zhuyue had long been annoyed with this ignorant old man. Now, after receiving Su Chen's order, she immediately rushed towards Ouyang Yu.

Ouyang Yu looked grim, but he did not think that the two of them were that powerful. After all, he was at least at the peak of the Quasi-Emperor level.

Since these two are so ungrateful, let’s teach them a lesson!
Thinking of this, the white crane behind Ouyang Yu spread its wings, like a phoenix reborn from the fire, and flew up proudly, and a huge whirlwind rushed towards Yi Zhuyue.

But Yi Zhuyue just raised her hand and easily resolved the casual attack.

Then, before Ouyang Yu could react, he was slapped in the face.

Ouyang Yu's head was buzzing from the beating, but the pain on his face was not as severe as the humiliation he felt. He just felt a burning pain.

He was so angry that he wanted to fight with Yi Zhuyue immediately.

"You bitch! How dare you hit me? I will make you pay the price today!"

He rushed towards Yi Zhuyue.

Yi Zhuyue didn't tolerate him, and when Ouyang Yu came in front of him, she kicked him to the ground. (End of this chapter)