The Valley Master of Red Maple bowed respectfully.
As a cultivator from Western Hong, he too had once been young and among the many cultivators who had gathered by the lakeside to watch the White Dragon bathe.
That generous and beautiful face was hard for anyone to forget after just one glance.
The other elders also grew emotional.
They had never dared to dream that at such a critical moment, Red Maple Valley would have the fortune to encounter a Purple-Bearded White Dragon!
"You’ve arrived, and now there is hope for us!"
A chubby elder let out a breath, and his tense spirit relaxed significantly.
Until now, all those who had perished in Red Maple Valley had been elders.
Who knew who would be next? Under such immense pressure, if not for worrying that his disciples would be too frightened, this chubby elder might have already begun to lose his composure.
Seeing that the group recognized her, Fairy Zi Lan nodded her head but did not elaborate: "Let’s first assess the situation."
The Valley Master of Red Maple then raised his head, knowing that if one was familiar with the East Dragon Palace, they would understand that the fairy’s words did not mean she would neglect them if the situation were too severe; Once the Purple-Bearded White Dragon intervened, it would certainly be with full effort, fearing only a lack of ability to resolve the situation.
But in the lands of Hongze, the number of issues that could stymie the East Dragon Palace over the last several tens of thousands of years could be counted on one hand.
Before everyone’s eyes.
The purple-dressed girl took a look around, then walked over to the iron spear and lightly touched it, memorizing the aura left on the spear.
She observed the six blood-stained robes, a hint of displeasure emerging in her eyes.
She then waved her hand, took down the robes, and sent them using her spiritual energy to the hands of the Valley Master of Red Maple: "First, bury these fellow Daoists."
"..." Holding the robes, the Valley Master of Red Maple gritted his teeth: "Thank you, Fairy."
This was the tragedy of a minor power; without clarifying their enemy’s details, they didn’t even possess the right to let their own elders rest in peace.
"I will stay here for a few days. You should first send someone to explain the situation to me. If they come, just call me over, and I will deal with them."
Fairy Zi Lan did not say anything more and turned to walk towards the interior of Red Maple Valley.
Her simple words gave everyone present an immense sense of security. With the promise of the Purple-Bearded White Dragon, at least until the matter was resolved, Red Maple Valley was leaning on one of the thickest giant trees of Hongze.
Just then, Fairy Zi Lan suddenly turned back.
The Valley Master and the elders also looked towards the distance abruptly, only Liu Heng seemed to recall something, slapped himself, and returned with a disturbed mind, having forgotten to recite the Breath Concealing Method’s Secret Chant bestowed by the Valley Master.
In an instant, a surge of dark wind swept across from the horizon.
Its target was incredibly clear.
Whoever left the valley had to die!
Almost simultaneously, a crisp sound echoed in the sky.
"East Dragon Palace, Zi Lan."
As the dark wind was about to engulf Liu Heng, a purple figure firmly stood in front of the young disciple, her expression unchanged as she stared directly at the daunting dark wind before her.
She had no intention of concealing her identity. When the East Dragon Palace acted, it was always to resolve the issue most effectively.
Besides, the strength of this demon... was somewhat beyond her expectations.
Even though she hadn’t truly stepped into that Boundary, she was merely a hair’s breadth away.
The dark wind suddenly stopped in mid-air, revealing a fierce bear’s face.
It stared intently at the woman in front of it, slightly opening its mouth to breathe, exposing sharp fangs.
Seeing the face of this demon for the first time and sensing the terrifying aura, the cultivators of Red Maple Valley showed deep fear in their eyes, and the Valley Master felt a heavy sink in his heart.
His worst fear had come true; the one targeting Red Maple Valley was indeed a massive Great Demon possibly transcending White Jade Capital’s terror; whether it could match the Union Dao Boundary was beyond his discernment.
Indeed, without Fairy Zi Lan’s assistance, just relying on Red Maple Valley wouldn’t have made a difference; both were utterly helpless.
But now, even though Fairy Zi Lan was still at White Jade Capital’s Boundary, after the words "East Dragon Palace" were spoken, even if the demon was a match for the Union Dao Boundary, it wouldn’t dare act rashly.
As expected, that bear demon, hidden within the dark wind showing only its face, stared at the trembling Liu Heng on the ground for a long while and then coldly glanced at Fairy Zi Lan, finally retreating back into the dark wind.
Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the iron spear that was thrust into the ground shot up and landed in the demon’s hand, then with a terrifying force, it hurled directly at the chubby elder.
The seemingly ordinary spear, once released, suddenly transformed into a torrential thunderbolt that seemed capable of piercing the skies; the concentrated demonic power enveloped the originally vibrant Red Maple Valley in a blood-red hue!
The Valley Master of Red Maple had long been prepared to deploy a Dao Soldier, but at that moment, facing the incoming spear, he didn’t even have a chance to react.
The disparity in their Boundaries was so vast that it could not possibly be bridged.
Even he, a cultivator of Three Cities, felt this way, not to mention the chubby elder who was only at the twelfth layer of Return to Void; he probably couldn’t come to his senses until the spear pierced through him.
—A dragon’s roar abruptly filled the area.
A long and massive snow-white dragon body spiraled upward, gripping the spear with its sharp claws; with the Purple-Bearded White Dragon’s mane fluttering, its eyes shone with chilling ferocity.