Under everyone's watching gaze, Shen Yi, as though he hadn't heard Yu Yuehu's warning, stepped straight into the transport formation.

At the sight, those few Mixed Origin Grandmasters hesitated briefly, then swiftly followed. The ink-robed young man's earlier ease in battling three upper-tier demon kings was still vivid before their eyes. Beyond strength, his background was surely no ordinary thing either — so he needn't necessarily fear that Xuanguang Cave. With Zhang Chenlin's haughty temperament, a clash with this Senior later was likely unavoidable. And with the Senior taking the lead, even if they lent a hand themselves, could Xuanguang Cave really remember every last one of them?

Figures vanished one after another into the formation. Its glow grew ever dimmer.

Every Mixed Origin Grandmaster summoned their path infant, making ready to fight.

The next moment, a great crowd of figures appeared before them. The several dozen people of the Eight-Direction Dining Hall had gathered outside the estate. At their head, apart from Miss Mei, stood a burly, thick-necked old man before her, wearing a greasy long coat, a smoking-pipe clutched in his callus-covered palm.

At the sight, Yu Yuehu instinctively let out a breath. For the Eight-Direction Dining Hall to step in was surely to talk Xuanguang Cave down. Only, they'd never taken part in others' affairs — what had gotten into them today?

In his puzzlement, Yu Yuehu soon found Zhang Chenlin's figure, and then his pupils contracted. The reason he hadn't spotted the man at a glance was that this proud-faced Xuanguang Cave disciple was now bowing in salute, like a servant beside a wealthy household. Arrogant before, deferential after — utterly ridiculous.

Beside Zhang Chenlin, a youth with tender features stood with his hands at his sides, hair bound in a topknot, in a plain long robe, cloth shoes on his feet. Red-lipped and white-toothed indeed, his face a touch on the round side. At the sight of him, even the several Mixed Origin Grandmasters just out of the formation hurriedly put away their weapons and cupped their fists together. "We greet Perfected Master Qingfeng."

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