59: Please, old man, die!

"Wu Ying's soul tablet shattered."

"Who made a move?"

"Was it the Cultivators patrolling Qingchi Mountain?"

"The Great Formation of Yellow Wind Dragon Scroll has been outlined, and the Black Horn Mountain Range is its very center. How could those patrolling Cultivators see through the sandstorm?"

"Unless it was a Foundation Establishment True Person, but if a Foundation Establishment True Person had discovered Wu Ying, then in the next second, he would follow the clues and eliminate our Jue Family!"

"Could there have been a mishap? Where did he go?"

"Black Ridge City, it is said to be where the Shen Family Immortal Seed is located, transporting some Mortals there."

"Black Ridge City did it?"

"Unlikely! What virtue or ability does that Shen Family Immortal Seed possess to kill Wu Ying? Moreover, Wu Ying's body contained demon blood, and he was extremely proficient in physique, Spiritual Qi, and combat experience."

"This matter... is very strange!"

"Don't overthink it. We just need to stay honestly in the Workshop until this matter is over."

"Now is far from the time for our Jue Family to jump out and betray Qingchi Mountain."

"As for Wu Ying's death... alas, the Great Formation of Yellow Wind Dragon Scroll will destroy all traces, so it's hard to say."

The towering mountain peak exuded cold Qi, its entire body a translucent blue, appearing like a transparent crystal under the sunlight!

Some covered areas still had accumulated snow, which seemed so special and unique in the Yellow Sand Plains!

Sounds of knocking constantly came from above; that was the sound of mining.

From time to time, people were carried down, covered in frost, shivering, and not long for this world.

The cold-eyed middle-aged man who had spoken earlier glanced expressionlessly at the young man, then waved his hand and said,

"Cold Qi has entered his heart, there's no saving him. Throw him out."

Subsequently, the young man was thrown into the back mountain.

This Juejia Workshop was not large, even smaller than Black Ridge City before its expansion.

Scattered dwellings were nestled halfway up the mountain.

And the Workshop at the foot of the mountain didn't look like a Workshop; it looked more like the lock on a prison cage.

The only path leading up and down the mountain could only pass through the Workshop. Countless young men had tried to escape... but without exception, all of them failed.

The consequences of failure were extremely cruel.

Then, an ancient figure slowly rose.

He was performing a magical technique.

The entire mountain peak began to be covered with dark clouds, followed by heavy snowfall!

Cold Stone is inherently cold and continuously emits cold Qi, but once it has finished emitting, the effectiveness of the Cold Stone will be greatly reduced.

The Cold Stone ore vein here is not exposed on the surface of the mountain. How could such an extremely cold substance appear in the scorching environment of the Yellow Sand Plains? This was excavated by the Jue Family.

To prevent too much cold Qi from the Cold Stone from leaking out, they set up a Formation here to maintain an extremely low temperature.

From time to time, they even had to make it snow to preserve the temperature... it was painstaking and laborious!

This was solely to preserve the efficacy of the Cold Stone.

As for the lives of the Mortals and young people within, they didn't care.

To them, Mortals and young people were consumables; if they died, they died.

There was nothing to regret.

After the ancient figure finished casting the Little Wind and Snow Technique, he slowly lowered his hand, looking outside the Workshop.

His eyes were filled with worry.

After all, this was causing trouble right under Qingchi Mountain's nose. If even the slightest problem occurred, their entire Jue Family would pay the price.

How could he not be afraid?

But the pervasive sandstorm obscured his vision... As time passed, he saw a figure stealthily fumbling outside the Great Formation.

"Who's there?"

At first, the ancient figure thought he was seeing things due to old age, and asked uncertainly.

But seeing that stealthy figure stiffen, the alarm in his heart grew, and he quickly sounded the alarm bell!

The Workshop immediately became chaotic.

Then, the young Jue Family Cultivator also rushed over, ready for battle.

The Martial Artists responsible for guarding the Workshop also came, holding their weapons and looking at the stealthy figure outside the city-protecting Formation!

Seeing this, the stealthy figure no longer hesitated and stopped concealing himself!

The hand seals quickly connected!

Frenzied fire Qi steamed in the air!

Then... to the shocked gaze of the old Cultivator.

Three enormous fireballs formed in the sandstorm, then descended with immense force!

Boom!

Boom!

Three millstone-sized fireballs, dragging crimson fiery tails, smashed towards the Formation. The flames flowing on the surface of the fireballs were greenish-blue, and upon touching the ice barrier, they made a sound like shattering glass.

The Formation patterns of the city-protecting Formation flickered wildly, yet they melted inch by inch under the scorching of the greenish-blue flames, actually breaking open a gap directly!

"How audacious! How dare you invade my Juejia Workshop! You're courting death!"

The old Jue Family Cultivator's eyes flashed with a fierce light. A magical technique formed, and a giant ice cone appeared in his hand, which he fiercely shot towards the stealthy figure!

Streaks of ice cones, like arrows leaving a bowstring, three zhang long, with sharp tips condensed with pitch-black cold Qi, shot towards that figure with a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air. Wherever they passed, the air condensed into white mist!

The figure, however, showed no fear. With arms spread wide like a great roc spreading its wings, a greenish-blue flame suddenly erupted around him.

"Dance of Yang Technique!"

The flames formed a shield, firmly enveloping the ice cones.

A sizzling sound was heard, and the ice cones rapidly melted, turning into puddles of water on the ground!

"Since I've been discovered... then I won't pretend anymore."

"Old man... remember this well!"

"I am Wang Teng, the Prodigy of the Wang Family!"

Wang Teng's figure stepped forward on firelight, with greenish-blue flames forming a lotus platform beneath his feet. With every step, the lotus platform left a scorched footprint on the icy surface.

His red robe made him appear even more flamboyant!

He looked around, then let out a strange cackle and said,

"Indeed, Shen... you were right, it's very empty here!"

"Are there others?"

The old Jue Family Cultivator's face darkened, and he continuously looked behind Wang Teng.

Then, the neighing of horses echoed in response.

The fierce lead horse leaped over the Formation and then stopped beside Wang Teng.

Over a hundred people stood by his side.

What made the old Cultivator feel even more terrified was that among them were even two Grandmaster Martial Artists!

The elegant man in green robes on horseback looked around, then smiled.

"Brother Wang should know the principle that the bigger the waves, the more valuable the fish."

And the Jue Family Cultivator spoke in a deep voice.

"May I ask, two Immortal Seedlings, why have you wantonly damaged my city-protecting Formation?"

"You know me?"

Wang Teng cackled, looking directly at the old Jue Family Cultivator.

"It seems Black Horn Mountain has been thoroughly understood by turncoats like your Jue Family."

"As for why."

"Why? Old man? What are you pretending about? We've come here today to condemn your Jue Family!"

"Condemn? What crime has my Jue Family committed? Even if there is one, it's not for a young brat like you to condemn!" The old Jue Family Cultivator snorted coldly, his hands secretly forming a seal!

"If Your Excellency does not give me a satisfactory explanation... my Jue Family will fight you to the death!"

Then, Shen Li, who was seated on the lead horse, smiled and said,

"Old Master, do you truly not know why?"

"Are you truly ignorant, or are you pretending to be confused with us here?"

Shen Li's voice was light, but at this moment, it resonated like a great bell, fluttering in the air!

"Your Jue Family colluded with the Luan Xiu Alliance, Cultivated the Demon Transformation lineage of Cultivation Techniques, harboring ill intentions, which is truly an act of betrayal!"

"Jue Wuying used the Demon Transformation secret technique in Black Ridge City, and I have recorded it! The evidence is conclusive!"

"Today, we have come to cleanse the mountain!"

Shen Li looked at the old Cultivator.

Behind him, the fierce Qi of tigers and wolves erupted, eager to act.

Some held fireballs in their hands, their explosive Spiritual Qi melting the ice and snow in the area!

Some held polished autumn-water blades, their red attire making them appear heroic and valiant.

Some pounded their fists, making a booming sound, their arrogant faces full of eagerness.

Others raised their scimitars, dressed in heavy armor, waiting only for a command to charge.

He smiled and said,

"Please, Old Master..."

"Die!"