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"Brother Bai was killed by a disciple of our Ziyang Sect?"
Song Nanfeng murmured, his face filled with disbelief. Upon hearing this, his first reaction was that it was impossible, but looking at the five furious disciples of the Danling Sect before him, their eyes blazing with anger, he could tell they were not faking it.
"Is there some misunderstanding in this matter..." Song Nanfeng's expression turned bitter as he still tried to salvage the situation. However, before he could finish his sentence, he was forcefully interrupted by the five disciples of the Danling Sect.
"We witnessed it with our own eyes; how could there be any misunderstanding? If you do not hand over the murderer today, the three of you will not be leaving this Colorful Sacred Realm." The five spoke coldly, their threats unmistakable. As they spoke, they subtly surrounded Song Nanfeng and his companions, as if ready to strike at any moment.
Feeling the murderous aura emanating from the five Danling Sect disciples, Song Nanfeng's bitterness deepened.
Such a thing had happened... For him, it was no less than a calamity. Song Nanfeng understood that if he did not find this person now, it would be difficult to resolve the situation. Not to mention whether he could escape from these five Danling Sect disciples; even if he managed to shake them off, there were more than just these five disciples in the entire Colorful Sacred Realm. He would likely become a target for everyone. Even if he could get through this Colorful Sacred Realm incident, what about afterward? It would be nearly impossible to mend relations with the other Six Sects disciples...
"Damn it, who did this?!" Song Nanfeng gritted his teeth in frustration.
The number of martial artists from Ziyang Sect present here was not small, and there were certainly many capable of such an act. Without any obvious characteristics and without having seen it with his own eyes, finding that person among so many was like searching for a needle in a haystack.
"Do you know anything about that person's appearance?" Song Nanfeng asked. He could only pin his remaining hopes on this; knowing that person's appearance would allow him to investigate and find them.
What he did not expect was that as soon as he finished speaking, the five angry Danling Sect disciples immediately began to speak one after another. Amidst their words, a rough image of a person gradually formed in Song Nanfeng's mind.
"This person is none other than... Fang Chen!" Suddenly, he felt a jolt in his heart, shock appearing on his face. The more he listened to the descriptions from the five, the more he felt that this person resembled Fang Chen! Moreover, he had personally seen that so-called Blood-red Longsword.
"This damned little beast!" Knowing it was Fang Chen only intensified Song Nanfeng's frustration, which quickly transformed into a strong hatred that made him grit his teeth in anger.
After meticulously planning for so long, everything was completely ruined by a series of unexpected events, and now he had even drawn the hatred of the Danling Sect disciples. Not to mention that there was already animosity between the two sides; just this situation alone was enough for Song Nanfeng to wish he could stab Fang Chen repeatedly.
"Who is Fang Chen? Have you found the murderer?" Upon hearing Song Nanfeng's words, the faces of the five Danling Sect disciples, filled with murderous intent, finally showed a flicker of emotion as they spoke urgently.
Even the other disciples from various sects who were watching couldn't help but lean in slightly.
Although killing was not frowned upon in the Colorful Sacred Realm, and their respective sects would not pursue the matter later on, was it really that simple? Just because the sects wouldn't pursue it didn't mean that fellow disciples wouldn't. Moreover, not pursuing it in the future didn't mean they wouldn't pursue it now. They had all heard about Lu Bai, who had fallen; he was an exceptionally talented Outer Sect Disciple of Danling Sect and was about to be promoted to Inner Sect. Yet now, he had been ambushed and fallen in this Colorful Sacred Realm.
"I'm afraid that unfortunate guy will face a frenzied pursuit from those alchemists."
"Those alchemists can be quite terrifying when they go mad."
Someone in the crowd murmured.
"This person is merely a Qi Boundary cultivator, with some skill and rather strange methods that are hard to guard against. He is adept at ambushing and has some backing, allowing him to act recklessly within Ziyang Sect, looking down on everyone. Now he comes to this Colorful Sacred Realm and shows no restraint, daring to ambush Brother Lu Bai—he truly deserves to die!"
Song Nanfeng did not reveal Fang Chen's identity as a True Disciple of Ziyang Sect; instead, he painted him as nothing short of a treacherous villain. As for Fang Chen's undeniable strength capable of directly killing Late Stage Transformation Realm warriors, he did not mention it at all. Instead, his words led the five Danling Sect disciples to gradually believe that Fang Chen's success in ambushing Lu Bai was solely due to his cunning and insidious nature, with little real strength behind him.
"Shameless thief! He truly deserves to be cut into a thousand pieces!"
"How can there still be such disgraceful scum in Ziyang Sect?!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Five disciples of the Danling Sect were even more enraged upon hearing Song Nanfeng's words, gradually coming to believe that the facts were indeed as he said. After all, they had never fought against Fang Chen. When they witnessed Fang Chen directly stab Lu Bai to death with a single sword strike, fear had driven them to flee desperately. As for Fang Chen's true cultivation level and strength, they had not sensed it clearly. Now, after hearing Song Nanfeng speak, they quickly accepted his claims.
"Do you know where this person is now?" The five of them looked at Song Nanfeng with intense murderous intent swirling around them.
"We are also searching for this person," Song Nanfeng said with a troubled expression, subtly revealing a knowing look to the five disciples of the Danling Sect.
"Fang Chen!" Meanwhile, as Song Nanfeng and the five Danling Sect disciples were engrossed in their conversation, the Shiyang Brothers, who had previously appeared indifferent and expressionless, were now clenching their fists tightly, their faces darkened to the extreme. A violent aura gradually emanated from the Shiyang Brothers, causing those around them to glance over in curiosity.
"We have encountered this person as well." Observing the puzzled expressions of those nearby, Shiyang spoke with a grim face, ultimately only uttering this one sentence. He did not mention what had transpired between them. After all, the three of them had teamed up to seize something from a Qi Master but ended up suffering a significant loss; such an embarrassing matter was not something anyone would want others to know.
"Fang Chen?" Watching this scene unfold, the group from Thick Earth Sect and Azure Mist Sect showed interest in the name. Although Shiyang and his brothers did not elaborate, they understood that these three brothers must have suffered losses at Fang Chen's hands.
"How interesting; I didn't expect rivals to gather together." About a hundred feet away from this location, a figure gazed toward where Song Nanfeng and the others were gathered, a smile playing on their lips.
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