Hearing Xue Yan's words, the wrinkles on the face of Mu Daoist slightly tightened as his deep gaze, carrying a hint of sword intent, focused intently.
Although the Divine Sword Sect does not fear the Blood Evil Sect, he cannot simply accept this matter.
"Heh, Xue Yan, your Blood Evil Sect can't find the culprit, so you try to frame my Divine Sword Sect? People from your Blood Evil Sect have always been domineering; perhaps you've offended some powerful family or sect outside Celestial Cyan City on your own."
Mu Daoist sneered, revealing a trace of irony.
Upon hearing Mu Daoist's mocking words, Xue Yan's expression also darkened.
"Mu Daoist, you'd better hope it's not your Divine Sword Sect, otherwise, our sects will have to tear off all pretenses and engage in a war between sects!"
Xue Yan's eyes stared at Mu Daoist, with a tone full of threat and killing intent.
Upon hearing this, Mu Daoist frowned slightly, and then his gaze also turned somewhat gloomy.
