Chapter 160: The Qu Family

Among the helpers invited by Deng Jingyao, only Hua Xianglian bit her lower lip at this moment, showing a hint of hesitation.

The rest, including Zhang Shouba and Shi Changli, completely disdained Deng Jingyao's remarks.

In such a situation, anyone with clear vision could see that the Profound Intent Sect was no match for these people.

With a sect patriarch collapsing to the ground under a single blow from someone else, how could they possibly win this battle?

Without even casting a glance in Deng Jingyao's direction, Qu Anyi swept his gaze over the crowd beneath the arena and said, "The Feling Secret Realm was once a magical treasure of the Nanguo family."

As soon as these words were spoken, they instantly caused widespread shock among the onlookers.

"What evidence do you have for making such a claim?" Huo Huahong's eyes darkened.

Giving him a casual glance, Qu Anyi unhurriedly raised his palm, supporting a small piece of lambskin, and said, "It bears images from millions of years ago of my ancestors wielding the Feling treasure to slaughter their enemies!"

The archaic piece of lambskin slowly floated into mid-air, and a flash of light upon it revealed a scene of a venerable figure with overwhelming momentum slaughtering his foes.

Powerful spatial fluctuations seemed to ripple around everyone present. Hua Xianglian's eyes lost focus as if she had stepped into the painting, transforming into the enemy being executed. Instantly frightened out of her wits, she shrieked, "Ah!"

As the head of the Hundred Flowers Sect for over a century, a grandmaster of her stature was actually so terrified by an ancient scroll passed down through the ages that her face drained of color and she panicked completely.

Qu Anyi calmly withdrew the lambskin, meticulously rolling it back into a cylinder, and said, "I have presented evidence proving that the Feling Secret Realm is inherited from my Nanguo family. Do any of you have any further objections?"

Everyone fell silent. Looking at him, not a single trace of contempt remained in their eyes.

Could Qu Anyi really be that notorious good-for-nothing younger cousin of the Qu family?

As the head of a super clan, Huo Huahong practically controlled the strength of all large and small clans across the Dome Realm Continent. Naturally, Qu Xiangwei's leadership of the Qu family—always attaching themselves to the Heavenly Evolution Sect—had long been under his watchful eye.

That Qu Xiangwei had a useless younger brother was news he had long been accustomed to hearing.

He never expected that upon meeting this wastrel for the first time today, the man would have changed his surname to Nanguo and emerged as a scion of a reclusive family!

The Qu family must be harboring some secret unknown to him!

Huo Huahong's thoughts churned, and his gaze fixed upon Qu Anyi grew extremely complex.

The corners of Qu Anyi's lips curved upward. Putting away the lambskin, he said in a clear, resonant voice, "Since the Feling Secret Realm is a treasure of my Nanguo family, we naturally possess the method to connect with this realm!"

Having reached this point, Qu Anyi deliberately paused for a moment and shifted his gaze to Deng Jingyao.

Following his gaze, Zhao Yuexuan also cast her eyes toward Deng Jingyao with a sharp expression in her eyes.

"My lady, do not fret. Yiqiu will certainly be safe!" Qu Anyi gently transmitted his voice to Zhao Yuexuan.

Concealing her worry, Zhao Yuexuan curved her lips into a faint smile and replied, "Mm, Yiqiu will return to us."

Qu Anyi nodded, his gaze suddenly turning fierce as he stared at Deng Jingyao, killing intent surging all around.

"Sect Master Deng, even at this point, are you still not going to tell everyone the truth?"

Deng Jingyao gritted his teeth in bitter hatred. "The truth? The truth is that all of you will be buried alongside the disciples of the Heavenly Evolution Sect!"

A sudden change occurred.

Deng Jingyao turned his head and shouted, "Patriarch Ni, why aren't you making your move?"

Ni Qiansong suddenly glared. A cluster of mist flew out from his chest, condensing into another Ni Qiansong, which unleashed several beams of light toward Qu Anyi.

Qu Anyi's expression tightened as he grabbed Zhao Yuexuan and retreated hurriedly by several steps.

The silent, white-haired woman moved like a phantom, flashing to block in front of Qu Anyi. A bright, lustrous Moon-Slicing Blade materialized out of thin air, deflecting the incoming beams of light back whence they came.

In that instant, Ni Qiansong's clone once again condensed multiple illusions, tightly surrounding the white-haired woman at the center.

Deng Jingyao, standing nearby, did not pause for even a second. Leaping several feet into the air, he tossed out several silver-skinned puppets, turned his head, and yelled at the panicked Hua Xianglian and the others, "What are you still hesitating for? My Profound Intent Sect has long since dispatched tens of thousands of troops to encircle the members of the Qu family, and the monarch of the Liulan Kingdom has no choice but to bow his head to our sect. Even if a reclusive Nanguo family has suddenly appeared today, they cannot change the outcome of the Heavenly Evolution Sect's disintegration!"

Hesitantly gripping the cattail fan in her hand, Hua Xianglian stood in place and cast her gaze toward Su Xiachen. "At this point, I no longer care what the truth is!"

Hua Xianglian's eyes suddenly turned sharp, and with an agile movement, she fiercely charged toward Su Xiachen.

Huo Huahong coldly observed the performance of everyone in the arena. Seeing that most of them had no intention of making a move, he quietly focused his attention on monitoring the changing situation between Deng Jingyao and the others.

Shi Changli glanced sideways at Huo Huahong and sneered, "Hao Huahong, are you still not going to make a move?"

"The time isn't right." How could Huo Huahong not know what the other was thinking?

At a time like this, with a reclusive family of unknown strength suddenly appearing, rushing in rashly could easily drag his own family into an endless abyss.

In pursuit of the position of the premier sect, Deng Jingyao had already sacrificed countless disciples of his own sect. But he, Huo Huahong, had lost nothing yet; there was no need for him to be so reckless!

"What a pity, what a pity!" Shi Changli placed his hands behind his back and slowly shook his head, unsure whether he was lamenting Deng Jingyao's failed scheme or regretting his own inability to reap any benefits from this situation.

While the arena was locked in fierce combat, there were no shortage of covert exchanges among the spectators below.

Within moments, Zhang Shouba and Zhou Guanghui reached a consensus: they would simply stand below and watch the duel between the Profound Intent Sect and the reclusive family from the sidelines, showing not the slightest intention of intervening.

"My ethereal sacred land has always remained aloof from mundane affairs. Our presence today is merely to seek justice, to allow someone possessed of both virtue and capability to hold the title of the world's premier sect. Since the truth of the matter between the Profound Intent Sect and the Heavenly Evolution Sect has yet to be fully revealed, I cannot make a move at this time," said Chu Gongming, the Master of the Ethereal Sacred Land, in a flat tone.

Zhang Shouba directly scoffed, "The Ethereal Sacred Master certainly knows how to speak eloquently!"

Clearly wanting to reap the benefits of the fisherman just like everyone else, yet phrasing it as though his eyes held nothing but righteousness.

Hearing his words, Chu Gongming's expression did not change in the slightest, remaining as steady as Mount Tai.

"Such a thick skin!" Zhang Shouba added unwillingly.

Gazing at the chaotic crowd on the stage, Chu Gu attempted to intervene, but his peripheral vision caught sight of the few individuals waiting below. Abruptly withdrawing his overwhelming spiritual energy, he cautiously cast his divine sense, pressing its might down upon the Peak Master of the Myriad-Mile Peak.

"Go quickly to the Qu family for rescue!"

Hong Bingyin, hiding within a stone chamber, was frightened so thoroughly by that deep, bell-like voice that he sat uneasily, his lips trembling as he replied, "Understood! This disciple obeys!"

Before him, multiple layers of array formations overlapped, emitting a clear, glowing light.

With a panicked look, Hong Bingyin anxiously dismantled every single formation and, staggering unsteadily, flashed away into flight.

Chu Gu subconsciously separated a sliver of his mind, keeping it fixed upon Hong Bingyin's back.

"Has the Heavenly Evolution Sect truly fallen into such disarray?" he sighed inwardly, his clear gaze instantly growing turbid.

"You... why didn't you dodge?" Hua Xianglian stared at the floral cattail fan piercing straight into Su Xiachen's chest, disbelief flashing in her eyes.