The demonic sect’s master spoke in a deep voice, without a tone of accusation or interrogation.

    However, as soon as he spoke, everyone present felt a sudden tightness in their chests, sensing immense pressure.

    Li Muyang, with the lowest cultivation level, was most affected, sweating profusely and tensing up almost instantly.

    Even though the terrifying aura of this high-ranking powerhouse wasn’t directed at him, it still left him in shock.

    Noticing Li Muyang’s discomfort, Yan Xiaoru frowned slightly.

    She subtly shifted her position to shield Li Muyang from the overwhelming aura of the strong.

    This allowed Li Muyang to relax a bit.

    Facing the Demonic Sect master’s presence alone, Yan Xiaoru, despite looking haggard and the toxins surging in her body, maintained her usual cold and indifferent demeanor.

    “...In the battle four months ago, I was gravely injured. The poison from the female centipede at Centipede Ridge nearly took my life.”

    “Before dying, she detonated the Sun and Moon Pot, which severely damaged my soul.”

    “If I hadn’t been lucky enough to fall into an ancient secret realm that day, my soul would have been crushed by the explosion of the Sun and Moon Pot.”

    “Even though I escaped death, I was still not out of danger.”

    “I’ve been struggling on the brink of death for these four months.”

    “Only today did I finally catch a break and manage to escape from the secret realm...”

    Yan Xiaoru looked coldly at the people around her, finally turning her cold gaze to the sect master of the Demon Refining Sect, and said, “In these four months, you’ve searched the entire city. Have you not discovered that there is an ancient secret realm hidden within Demon Sword City? Why didn’t you open the secret realm to save me?”

    “Also, Centipede Ridge was summoned to Demon Sword City to assist us on someone’s orders. Why did these centipedes suddenly betray us?”

    “If I hadn’t persisted and fought for a way out, I would have died a thousand times over!”

    Yan Xiaoru’s eyes were cold, and her tone was unfriendly.

    The seventeen elders present were all taken aback, then exchanged glances, looking at each other in bewilderment.

    Finally, all eyes fell on Gong Yanghong, the sect master of the Demonic Sect.

    The person who had ordered the centipede demons from Centipede Ridge to assist was none other than this Demonic Sect master.

    Although no one expected the centipede demons to suddenly turn traitor at the time, now under the scrutiny of everyone, especially the cold questioning gaze of the young Elder Yan, Gong Yanghong’s eyebrows involuntarily twitched.

    He had initially questioned his subordinate out of reflex, as the ancient immortal sword was of great importance.

    After her mysterious disappearance for four months and sudden reappearance, it was necessary to inquire carefully.

    However, Yan Xiaoru’s righteous and cold questioning had suppressed his momentum.

    Gong Yanghong was silent for a few seconds before slowly saying, “So there is an ancient secret realm within this city...”

    Yan Xiaoru spoke indifferently, briefly explaining the situation.

    After all, she hadn’t seen the immortal sword, nor did she know its whereabouts.

    Hearing her response, the elders were somewhat disappointed.

    But they weren’t surprised.

    With Yan Xiaoru’s strength at the Divine Travel realm, she might have been able to trap an unclaimed immortal sword when undisturbed.

    But under the self-destructive attack of the Centipede Ridge demon king, no one could neutralize the demon king’s assault and still stop the departing immortal sword.

    Even Gong Yanghong, the leader of the Demonic Sect, could only ensure that his injuries were lighter than Yan Xiaoru’s.

    Yan Xiaoru’s account of witnessing the disappearance of the immortal sword without knowing its whereabouts was consistent with everyone’s speculation.

    Because if the immortal sword had remained, it would not have allowed the severely injured and dying Yan Xiaoru to survive until now.

    Although the loss of the ancient times immortal sword was a great pity, what Yan Xiaoru said was all logical and matched what the others had anticipated.

    The Demonic Sect leader sighed and said, “First, help Elder Yan to go back and recover... Elder Yan, you should quickly return to heal, and leave the rest to us.”

    “From this moment on, expand the search area to beyond Demon Sword City.”

    “Order all disciples to go out, scour the mountain ranges outside the city, and leave no stone unturned.”

    “Perhaps the ancient times immortal sword has fled into the mountains outside Demon Sword City.”

    Gong Yanghong instructed as such.

    And the seriously injured Yan Xiaoru was helped away by Li Muyang.

    After receiving the news from Yan Xiaoru, the elders lost interest and turned to leave.

    They had been searching for four months and had already given up.

    The news brought by Yan Xiaoru’s appearance didn’t offer any progress.

    As for the outer disciple accompanying Yan Xiaoru... the Demonic Sect elders present didn’t care much for an outer disciple.

    As Li Muyang assisted Yan Xiaoru in leaving, almost no one paid him any attention.

    An outer disciple in such a setting was as insignificant as an ant.

    Li Muyang’s presence was practically nonexistent.

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