Xu Hei's heart was pounding, but his face remained calm as usual.
It seemed highly likely that Gu Yunsong had died by his hand, and the Ancient Tomb Sect might have the ability to sense corpses. They might already be targeting him.
However, Xu Hei still had that drop of dragon blood. If pushed to the brink, he could unleash the Dragon Soul Descent, and with the Heavenly Demon Mirror, he didn't believe he couldn't deal with this group.
"This fellow Daoist seems unfamiliar. May I ask which faction you belong to?"
An elder from the Ancient Tomb Sect approached. His entire body was dark green, covered in corpse hair, and his smile was sinister, clearly not a good person.
"None of your business," Xu Hei replied calmly.
"Oh? So, you're a rogue cultivator?"
Elder Wen gave a chilling smile, his eyes flashing with murderous intent. The people from the Ancient Tomb Sect behind him also gathered around, their smiles eerie and filled with a cold aura.
The crowd around Xu Hei noticed the situation and seemed to sense something, retreating one after another, some with schadenfreude smiles, ready to watch the show.
They already foresaw Xu Hei's fate.
"Fellow Daoist, please hand over your storage bag for inspection! I suspect you have something belonging to our Ancient Tomb Sect. Don't worry, as long as you cooperate, we won't trouble you once your innocence is proven," the elder said with a smile.
Xu Hei squinted his eyes, quietly gripping the sword hilt.
"Elder Wen, why waste words with him? He's just a rogue cultivator, let's wipe him out directly!"
A skeletal figure approached from behind, its voice filled with killing intent.
Elder Wen waved his hand, looking at Xu Hei with a smile, "I'll give you three breaths to consider."
As he spoke, a dense corpse Qi began to emanate. Although he said three breaths, he had already started acting when he spoke the first word.
Xu Hei instinctively activated the Demon God Cauldron, refining the invading corpse Qi cleanly.
"Rogue cultivators really have no rights, killed and robbed at will. Do they really think I'm easy to bully?" Xu Hei's face turned grim.
Suddenly, his expression shifted, and he took out a token, which bore the ever-changing Bagua Yin-Yang diagram, identical to the emblem of the Yan Dao Sect.
This was the guest elder token of the Yan Dao Sect.
The Yan Dao Sect members watching from afar were immediately taken aback.
"Does this person have our sect's guest elder token?"
Sun Wuxiang quickly searched himself and found his guest elder token missing.
In other words, he had personally given this token.
"Stop!" Sun Wuxiang shouted loudly.
In an instant, a Bagua formation spread out underfoot, blocking all the corpse Qi outside, forming an invisible barrier that encompassed Xu Hei.
The elders of the Yan Dao Sect entered the formation, shielding Xu Hei, and Sun Wuxiang hurriedly approached, standing beside him.
"Fellow Daoists of the Ancient Tomb Sect, could there be some misunderstanding here?" Sun Wuxiang cupped his fists and asked.
The people from the Ancient Tomb Sect looked at each other, their expressions turning ugly.
If Xu Hei were a rogue cultivator, it would be easier to handle, but with the Yan Dao Sect backing him, they had to reconsider.
"Misunderstanding? We suspect this person is the true culprit behind Gu Yunsong's murder. Is there a problem with checking his storage bag?"
At this moment, an elder from the Tianhen Sword Sect also stepped forward, adding fuel to the fire.
"Qingyunzi, this has nothing to do with you, does it?" Sun Wuxiang frowned.
"How does it not concern me? I suspect Senior Brother Ling Wushuang was also killed by this person!" Qingyunzi said coldly.
His suspicion was simple: Xu Hei couldn't have befriended the Yan Dao Sect for no reason, so it's highly likely that he killed Ling Wushuang, and Sun Wuxiang was an accomplice.
Xu Hei felt wronged; he had no relics of Ling Wushuang on him.
He did have a similar guest elder token, but he dared not take it out.
"Hehe, this person has a strong blood aura; he's definitely the killer. No need to search him, just act, and you won't kill the wrong person!"
Xiong Yan said from afar. He had no acquaintance with Xu Hei and was merely stirring up trouble for the sake of chaos.
This put the Yan Dao Sect in a difficult position.
Sun Wuxiang was firm in his stance, but the old men around him showed hesitation, whispering in his ear.
"The guest elder token might have been forcibly taken by this person; it doesn't count!"
"Indeed, it's not worth making so many enemies for a stranger!"
Various divine senses transmitted messages, and Sun Wuxiang said sternly, "Since I personally gave the token, this person is a guest elder of our sect. Is there a problem? Do you think I, Sun Wuxiang, am someone who goes back on my word?"
Seeing his firm attitude, the others fell silent.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
Just then, cracks appeared in the space beside them, and more people emerged.
"Someone else is appearing!"
Everyone focused their attention, and this time, it was a masked female cultivator in white, unfamiliar to all.
For some reason, the moment Xu Hei saw her, his previously tense mood relaxed significantly.
"Why do I feel this way?"
Xu Hei found it inexplicable, unable to figure it out.
Sun Wuxiang's eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "Perhaps Ling Wushuang and Gu Yunsong aren't dead, and are still trapped in the Void Realm. Why not wait a bit longer?"
Seeing this situation, they couldn't say much more.
"In that case, let's wait a while longer, but no one is allowed to leave!" Qingyunzi said sternly.
"Indeed! Seal this place; no one is allowed to exit!" Elder Wen echoed.
Thus, the entire meteorite crater was completely sealed off by the five major forces, not even a mosquito could fly out.
And those who emerged from the Void Realm were all severely injured, unable to escape, and sat down to recuperate.
Xu Hei also sat cross-legged, seizing the time to heal.
He wanted to take a pill but didn't know which one to use.
In his storage bag, the only pill left was the Kylin Pill given by Old Master, capable of healing all injuries and restoring dragon blood, but there was only one.
The other pills, Xu Hei didn't know where they came from.
At this moment, the newly emerged white-clad masked woman took out a bottle of pills, sending it over through the air, landing near Xu Hei.
Without hesitation, Xu Hei accepted it, took out one, and swallowed it.
As soon as it entered his stomach, Xu Hei realized it might not have been wise to take a pill from a stranger. It was too reckless.
The pill dissolved instantly, and Xu Hei felt as if his body was bathed in sunlight, warm and rapidly healing.
This surprised Xu Hei, and he quickly focused on recuperating.
After a stick of incense, the pill was fully absorbed, and Xu Hei had recovered halfway.
He opened his eyes, looking at the pill bottle in his hand, with nine pills remaining. The efficacy was the best Xu Hei had ever seen.
Xu Hei looked at the white-clad woman and said, "Thank you. May I know who this fellow Daoist is?"