Inside the main hall.
Everyone watched the Girl in Black Robes on the water mirror as she counted down.
They all remained silent.
In truth, most of these Elders still didn't understand how Wuxiang Mountain had offended this person... after all, only True Person Han Xian knew the purpose of Cang Xuan taking his Disciples to the Great Tang.
"Why did this person demand to find the Hunyuan Demon Emperor the moment she opened her mouth?"
The White-Bearded Old Daoist's brows were tightly knit, seemingly unable to figure out the key to the matter.
What kind of thing was the Hunyuan Demon Emperor?
He was nothing more than a dog from the Eighteen Caves of Lingshan.
Now, this madwoman was willing to cross ten thousand miles and directly attack a Dao Lineage's mountain gate for such a character?
One of the Elders spoke after a moment of contemplation: "Could it be... that Beast stole some important item of hers?"
The Irritable Old Daoist glanced at the old dog, who looked like he wanted to shrink into a ball, and said indifferently: "What could a stray dog from Lingshan steal? Did he steal this Grand Princess's personal undergarments? Causing her to chase him here from ten thousand miles away?"
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became strange.
This speculation was truly absurd.
But on second thought, a young woman having her private belongings stolen by an old dog and attacking in a fit of rage...
It seemed... quite reasonable.
After all, no one could guess the thoughts of a woman.
Sensing everyone's suspicious gazes.
The Hunyuan Demon Emperor's body trembled as he hurriedly waved his hands, "How would I dare to provoke her..."
The irritable Elder sneered, "If you didn't provoke her, why would she come looking for you?"
"..."
The Hunyuan Demon Emperor sighed helplessly.
How could he know why she was specifically looking for him by name... He had only met this Jinx once, and back then, he had even used a black robe to cover his face.
Even if she was holding a grudge over the time he tried to intercept and kill her... why had there been no movement during all those days he was at Lingshan, yet she was coming to Wuxiang Mountain to find him now?
It really didn't make much sense.
"It's absolutely impossible that it's just for Hunyuan."
Another slightly Fat Elder shook his head repeatedly: "If it were just to seek revenge on this Beast, why would she take such an irreconcilable stance against our Wuxiang?"
"In my view, this Hunyuan is just a smokescreen."
"Then what is it for?"
The irritable Elder couldn't help but press for an answer.
The Fat Elder narrowed his eyes, looking like someone who had seen through the ways of the world: "To establish dominance."
"Establish dominance?"
"Correct."
The Fat Elder sneered, his tone certain: "The Great Tang is but a mundane Dynasty. Although it has that woman backing it, in the eyes of our Dao Lineages, it is still just an ant that can be overturned at any time."
"Junior Brother Cang Xuan died in the Great Tang, causing our Dao Lineage to lose face."
"She is afraid."
"Afraid that we will settle accounts later, afraid that several Twenty-Five Lineages will join forces to pressure them."
"So she wants to strike first before we act, picking a soft persimmon to squeeze to intimidate everyone else."
At this point, the Fat Elder's face showed anger.
"What an arrogant calculation."
"She truly doesn't respect our Wuxiang Mountain, thinking we are the easiest soft persimmon to squeeze."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the hall looked grim.
Being treated as a soft persimmon, even if it were the truth, was not pleasant to hear.
Moreover, even if this woman was exceptionally talented and could kill over a dozen Ascending the Tower Immortal Masters.
By coming to Wuxiang Mountain like this, did she really think the Chess Player Realm was just for show?
Such behavior was no different from seeking death.
True Person Han Xian stood with his hands behind his back in front of the water mirror.
His face was as sunken as water.
Listening to the absurd discussions of the crowd, he remained silent throughout.
A True Dragon...
Such a monumental fortune; if he could capture her alive... setting aside leaving Wuxiang Mountain to start his own sect, just stepping into the Chess Player Realm would be more than enough.
But he was very clear about the current situation.
The The Main Seat of Wuxiang was in seclusion. Although he was acting as the temporary Sect Leader, he ultimately found it difficult to command everyone... If he had forcibly ordered the entire sect to surround and suppress this woman earlier.
This group of so-called Wuxiang Elders would surely have feigned compliance while secretly disobeying, putting in no real effort.
Once the commotion grew and disturbed the The Main Seat in seclusion.
Then the fortune of the True Dragon would never fall onto Han Xian's head.
Now that this woman had taken the initiative to attack, it was a stroke of luck he could only dream of.
As long as she committed more slaughters here at Wuxiang Mountain and incited public outrage.
Then he could command the entire mountain to suppress her.
Everything would then follow naturally...
In the water mirror.
Jiang Yuechu curled her third finger.
"Three."
The cold voice echoed clearly in the hall through the water mirror.
The three counts had passed.
The Hunyuan Demon Emperor naturally could not appear before her.
The people in the hall stopped their discussions and all looked at the water mirror.
At this moment, although the atmosphere was somewhat stagnant, it did not appear panicked.
The slightly Fat Elder sneered: "Three counts have passed; let's see how she'll find a way out of this."
"Young people have hot tempers, thinking they can run rampant just because they've killed a few Ascending the Tower masters, unaware that at a Dao Lineage's mountain gate, might doesn't necessarily make right."
"It's just posturing. Our Wuxiang Mountain has stood for countless years; even if a Chess Player Realm expert arrived in person, they wouldn't dare claim they could break it in an instant. A character who came out of a mundane place, even if she luckily has a bit of True Dragon Bloodline, can she really turn the heavens upside down?"
Everyone nodded in agreement.
However.
In the next instant.
The girl simply stood calmly above the marsh and slowly raised her right hand.
Her five fingers spread, palm facing the sky.
It was as if she wanted to hold something up.
At that very instant.
The wind stopped.
The clouds halted.
Even the vast misty waves that never dissipated were forcibly frozen at this moment.
Inside the hall, the expressions of several Elders changed drastically.
They were horrified to find that the surrounding Spiritual Qi, which was originally as abundant as water, was actually draining away at a frantic speed.
"This... how is this possible?!"
The Fat Elder stood up abruptly: "She wants to mobilize all the Spiritual Qi of Wuxiang Mountain?!"
Wuxiang Mountain was a blessed land of marshes where Spiritual Veins converged. Its Spiritual Qi was so dense that it was notable even among the Twenty-Five Lineages.
Ordinary Cultivators breathed in Spiritual Qi like whales sucking or oxen drinking, borrowing the power of heaven and earth for their own use.
But the scene before them was not borrowing at all.
It was plundering.
It was as if a bandit had entered a house and was going to scrape off three inches of the floor.
Rumble—
The entire marsh mountain range began to tremble violently.
The flying boats in the air lost their Spiritual Qi support and fell into the water one after another like dumplings into a pot.
Thousands of Wuxiang Mountain Disciples discovered in terror that the spiritual power in their bodies was like water from an opened dam, uncontrollably surging out of their bodies and frantically rushing in the same direction.
It was as if ten thousand streams were returning to the source.
"Such means... are definitely not something the Ascending the Tower realm can do!"
True Person Han Xian stared fixedly at the water mirror, his eyes bloodshot and his voice trembling.
"Even our Wuxiang The Main Seat could not possibly mobilize the Spiritual Qi of the entire Wuxiang territory!"
"What kind of means... did this person use?"
No one answered him.
Because everyone's gaze was completely captivated by the world-destroying scene in the water mirror.
The sky darkened.
The original daylight was swallowed by endless blood-red color at this moment.
Above the girl's palm.
Infinite Spiritual Qi converged into a crimson hue.
Finally.
It transformed into a giant crimson moon that obscured the firmament and was large enough to cause despair.