After the death of the villain master, the traitor went crazy

Li Fuyi activated the teleportation arrays at three locations in succession, and when he arrived at the mountain gate, he was still half an hour later than the originally agreed time.

However, because something went wrong with Mo Zheng at Tianze Peak, everyone from the Immortal Alliance was invited to the meeting hall to wait.

When Hua Jiantang saw him coming back, he immediately went forward, pulled him aside, and whispered to him everything he knew.

Li Fuyi frowned as he listened, then looked towards the entrance of the meeting hall with worry, "How long have the two uncles been gone?"

Hua Jiantang calculated for a moment, "It's almost quarter of an hour... Hey! Here she comes!" He suddenly looked towards the door.

Li Fuyi followed everyone's gaze and looked over:

Nan Yubai and Mu Jinshu stood next to Mo Zheng on his left and right, and the three of them walked side by side towards the conference hall.

When he got closer, he found that his master Mo Zheng looked haggard. Although he had a smile on his face, it was very forced.

What was even more surprising was that he was actually supported and carried in by Nan Yubai and Mu Jinshu.

The gauze wrapped around his hands and feet was faintly visible under his sleeves and robe.

After entering the meeting hall, he was taken directly to the seat at the top. He was helped to sit on the chair before the two of them returned to their seats.

After a while, Shen Changxun finally arrived, carrying a huge golden bell magic weapon.

He stopped in the center of the meeting hall, first setting up the formation, and then pouring the golden bell into the formation.

Li Jin'er, who was in a coma, rolled out and lay in the center of the formation, still unconscious.

The white-haired old woman from Yuehua Sect was also a little confused, and her eyes moved back and forth between Li Jiner and the others.

When she just met Mo Zheng, he was full of energy, how come he became like this now? !

Could it be that... he still wants to use some torture to trick himself?

Li Fuyi walked quickly towards the center and was about to step into the magic circle when Shen Changxun stopped him.

"Master-nephew Fuyi, no!"

Shen Changxun's voice was steady and powerful, and his outstretched arms held Li Fuyi firmly one meter away from the magic circle.

The hall, which was originally filled with some discussions, suddenly became quiet, and everyone's attention was focused on the uncle and nephew who were confronting each other in the center.

Li Fuyi was stunned at first when he was blocked, then he took half a step back and bowed to Shen Changxun.

I begged, "Uncle Shen, can you let me go over first and see what happened to my sister?"

He looked up at Mo Zheng and Nan Yubai beside him as if for help.

Mo Zheng was seen frowning and pondering over and over again in his mind, thinking about how to protect Li Jin'er under the eyes of the Immortal Alliance.

Nan Yubai was buried in a tattered and yellowed book and didn't notice him at all.

Li Fuyi felt increasingly uneasy. He was eager to bypass Shen Changxun and check on Li Jiner's condition.

They were talking like this, but Li Jin'er, who was lying in the magic circle, showed no signs of waking up.

Seeing Li Fuyi trying to get around him, Shen Changxun quickly stretched out his palm and pushed him away steadily.

The force of this push was just right, gentle yet powerful, forcing Li Fuyi to take three steps back before he could steady himself.

"Junior Brother Fuyi, Junior Brother Jin'er's situation is extremely strange. Don't approach easily before you find out the truth."

"Go behind your master and wait until the situation is clarified."

Li Fuyi pursed her lips and just as she took another step towards the magic circle, she was stopped by Mo Zheng.

"Fuyi, come here." Mo Zheng waved at him with his gauze-wrapped hand.

Seeing Li Fuyi paused there and looked back at him, Mo Zheng beckoned to him again, "Come here, Master. Your sister will be safe for the time being, don't worry."

Li Fuyi took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and nodded in response to Mo Zheng's expectation.

Turning to Shen Changxun, he bowed and apologized, "Master Shen is right. I was impulsive."

Then he clenched his fists and walked to Mo Zheng and stood beside him.

Then Mo Zheng's somewhat weak voice sounded in his ears:

"No matter what you hear later, please be patient."

"Master will do my best to protect Jin'er."

Looking over, I saw that Master was still in the same thoughtful posture as before.

Only then did he understand that his master had just transmitted the message, and only he could hear it.

The old woman from the Yuehua Sect was clearly getting impatient. She was the first to stand up and said, "Everyone! Now that all the members of the immortal veins are here, I will explain the whole story!"

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's as he scanned the surroundings, finally settling on Mo Zheng and the others. "Master Immortal, everyone from the Purple Star Sword Sect, do you have any objections to this?"

Mo Zheng waved his hand, his voice revealing a sense of fatigue, but he still remained polite: "Senior, please."

The old woman nodded, took out the fragments of the stone bed again, and placed them a few meters behind the magic circle.

Then he cleared his throat and began to speak slowly.

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"...This is what happened. This is the blood letter left by the Ruozhu Sect Master during his retreat. You are all welcome to come forward and examine it for yourself."

"Although our Yuehua Sect was nearly wiped out, we still welcome your visit so that we can jointly investigate the truth!"

"I hereby implore everyone in the Immortal Alliance to uphold justice for our Yuehua Sect and detain the suspect Li Jin'er in solitary confinement."

"If it is ultimately proven that what I said is true, she will be sentenced to death!"

"To avenge the many martyred disciples of my Yuehua Sect!" Her words became more and more excited, and in the end it was almost like a cuckoo crying blood, full of grief and indignation.

The rest of the Yuehua Sect's disciples stood there injured, each with mourning cloth hanging around their waists, their eyes reddened, and suppressed sobs rose and fell in the meeting hall, the atmosphere becoming solemn and sorrowful.

The Immortal Alliance has always been led by the five major sects including the Zichen Sword Sect. After hearing the old woman's words, everyone felt a little scared.

After all, this matter concerns the Zichen Sword Sect. If they don’t cooperate, it will be very difficult to deal with!

If we want to resolve the matter satisfactorily, the other four sect leaders have to speak up.

Master Yuan Chan's voice was calm and peaceful, carrying a reassuring power. "Amitabha, we deeply sympathize with the Yuehua Sect's plight. This matter is of great importance. Leiyin Heavenly Palace is willing to work with you to handle it impartially."

Taoist Priest Gui Yuanzi of the Jingxu Sect stroked his beard and said, "The Zichen Sword Sect and the Yuehua Sect are both immortal alliances. We will handle this fairly."

The Myriad Beasts Valley and the Star Glory Sect then expressed their willingness to fully cooperate to ensure that the matter could be properly resolved.

However, they still believe in the Zichen Sword Sect.

Therefore, Elder Min of the Xingyao Sect persuaded the old woman: "The Zichen Sword Sect is the largest sect in our Misty World. If the situation is true as you said, I believe they will make a fair decision."

"Li Jin'er is already here. Why don't we first hear what Immortal Lord Ying Xi has to say about this?"

Mo Zheng bowed to the people around him, "Thank you all for your trust in my Zichen Sword Sect. Ying Xi would like to express his gratitude here!"

The hand wrapped in gauze pointed at Li Jin'er, who was lying face down in the magic circle. "This is my registered disciple, Li Jin'er."

Just when everyone was expecting Mo Zheng to express his opinion on the incident between Yuehua Sect and Li Jiner, he suddenly made an unexpected move - he suddenly pulled off the gauze wrapped around his hands.

The movement was so hasty that it affected the wound, causing a string of blood to drip down the gauze, instantly staining the hem of his clothes red.

However, Mo Zheng didn't care.

He raised high the pair of hands embedded with two black vines, and displayed the palms, backs of his hands, and the vines piercing his palms to everyone present.