Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

When Jiang Han heard the voice, he had already reached the edge of darkness. Unfortunately, the next moment a golden light fell from the sky, and a golden mountain hundreds of feet high suddenly blocked the way for them.

"No wonder you were in such a hurry to leave. It turns out you took advantage of the old dragon's serious injury and killed it. So, the Qingming Dragon's treasures are now in your hands."

A gentle voice echoed, ringing in everyone's ears. It was Yang Xiangsong from the Lingfu Palace, who had never expressed his opinion, who slowly walked out from the crowd.

He is at the peak of the middle Nascent Soul stage. Although he is not the strongest, there are two other middle Nascent Soul disciples in the Lingfu Palace besides him. This is also the reason why he dares to speak out and oppose the Sword Sect.

Hearing his words, dozens of greedy and vigilant eyes instantly fell on Jiang Han.

"No wonder the Holy Son disappeared after the storm ended. It turns out he had secretly caught up with the Azure Nether Dragon and killed it while it was weak to take the treasure."

"So, the body of the Azure Nether Dragon is now in the Saint's storage ring?"

"It's rumored that dragon flesh and blood is extremely precious. Not only can it temper the body, but it can also absorb the unique spiritual power within to break through realms. It's a rare treasure!"

"The dragon's flesh and blood is nothing. The most valuable thing is the dragon pearl. The dragon pearl of the Qingming dragon is not only the essence of the dragon, but also can help cultivators comprehend the law of wind. If they can comprehend the way of the law through this, they will definitely have the hope of becoming a god in the future!"

Most of those who can come here are the best of their respective forces. Naturally, they have a very thorough understanding of the Qingming Jiao. As they continue to talk, the greed in their eyes becomes more and more intense.

Even those cultivators who had witnessed the death of Qingming Jiao and were frightened by Jiang Han were no longer afraid.

"Jiang Han, the Qingming Jiao was killed by us together. All of you fellow Taoists have put in a lot of effort. It makes no sense for you to secretly take it for yourself now." Yang Xiangsong slowly landed on the top of the golden mountain, staring at Jiang Han without fear.

"Why don't you take out the body of the Azure Nether Dragon and share it with your fellow Taoists? At worst, considering your hard work, I can give you some extra flesh and blood. How about that?"

Although the dragon's corpse is precious, it is not a rare item for the five major sects. However, the dragon pearl of the Qingming dragon is a unique treasure in the world.

If he could succeed, he would be able to comprehend the power of the Law of Wind within a hundred years. Even with the combination of other rare objects, it would not be impossible for him to comprehend the Law of Wind to a small level of success.

In this way, his chances of advancing to the God Transformation Stage in the future will be increased by another 20%, and he will be promoted to the God Transformation Stage with the power of the law. Not only will his future be broader, he will also receive more intensive training from the sect.

Jiang Han felt the greedy gazes from all around him and said slowly:

"You are very generous, but what if I don't give it to you?"

"You won't give it to me? Then don't blame us for not remembering our friendship and trying to take the treasure away!"

The Qingming Jiao has not appeared in the world for thousands of years. If he misses today, who knows when he will encounter this monster again. It may be thousands of years later. He can't wait.

Yang Xiangsong's greedy eyes swept over Jiang Han carefully, and then his aura burst out, shooting up into the sky like a column of light!

Among them, yellow dragon phantoms condensed and then circled above the Golden Mountain. Their momentum was like that of a towering mountain. In an instant, they were vaguely connected with the local earth veins and were indestructible.

"This is... the state of mind of Gentu at great perfection!" The third elder of the Shui family exclaimed, his voice full of horror.

"This Gentu state of mind can connect with the earth veins, and use the power of the earth veins to add to oneself. Whether it is attacking or defending, the power is extremely strong. Especially in this place deep in the cave, the power of the earth veins is extremely strong. With the blessing of his Gentu state of mind at the great perfection realm, even if he encounters a powerful Yuanying Great Perfection, he can fight head-on!"

"I see."

The artistic conception created by leveraging the power of the earth veins?

There was something strange in Jiang Han's eyes. When he collected mineral veins before, he had learned a form of Qingming Earth Vein Art, which was a secret technique specifically used to manipulate earth veins. For these cultivators who relied on the power of the earth veins, he was their nemesis.

On the other side, Cheng Yushu looked at Yang Xiangsong seriously for the first time with a solemn look in his eyes.

“No wonder the Lingfu Palace only sent three mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators to come here to seize the treasure. It turns out that Yang Xiangsong’s Gentu realm has reached the Great Perfection!”

The Gen Earth artistic conception is most suitable for being displayed between mountains. As long as there is enough earth vein power available, one can almost be invincible.

In this cave thousands of feet underground, the power of the earth veins is almost inexhaustible. Here, Yang Xiangsong is completely equivalent to a late Nascent Soul cultivator with extremely strong defense.

If he only defended and did not attack, he could fight with the other two Yuanying Great Perfection cultivators here for a long time.

"Jiang Han, I am invincible in this cave. No matter how powerful your flying sword is, it will never hurt me at all."

Yang Xiangsong waved his right hand, and the golden mountain under his feet fell to the ground with a bang. Its momentum suddenly became strong and stable, as if it was completely connected with the earth.

Then, a khaki light shield appeared out of thin air, covering him completely.

A powerful force suddenly spread out, and he seemed to have turned into a mountain, indestructible.

"Think carefully! Besides me, there are more than fifty fellow Taoists here, and there are only seven of you. How are you going to compete with us?"

He looked down at Jiang Han, his eyes filled with arrogance and contempt:

"Why can't you be more sensible and share the Azure Nether Dragon with your fellow Taoists, so that I don't have to do it myself."

"Fellow Daoist Yang is absolutely right. Jiang Han, you'd better hand over the Qingming Jiao as soon as possible. No matter how valuable the treasure is, it is better than being humiliated in public." Deng Huaxiu also echoed.

"That's right. It's just an old dragon. If Saint Son wants it, the Sword Sect can go to the Western Desolate Sea and catch a few. Why take such a big risk and fight with us here?"

Many cultivators naturally understood that only by taking out the Qingming Jiao could they gain benefits.

Soon, regardless of their factions, they all gathered behind Yang Xiangsong.

The meaning was very clear. If Jiang Han did not hand over the treasure, they would join forces to attack the Sword Sect.

In the end, except for Mo Qiu Shuang and a few others who remained neutral with grim expressions, even the other people from Lingtian Sect were vaguely moving towards the direction of Lingfu Palace, and Mo Qiu Shuang did not stop his fellow disciples' actions.

Apart from these, only the Liang and Du families had not taken any action.

Du Jinghong's mouth was sealed by spiritual power. With the effect of many elixirs, the severe pain in his mouth had almost dissipated. Only his tongue was missing, so he could not speak for the time being.

Although he could not speak, he could still communicate with the two elders through voice transmission.

"I've made up my mind. You all will come with me and force that bastard to hand over the Black Nether Flower!"

"Young Master, please think twice. My Du family is originally affiliated with the Sword Sect. If we stand against His Royal Highness the Saint Son now, we will definitely be liquidated by the Sword Sect later!"