"Sect Master Xu, I have come to inquire about some matters regarding Qingyang Village," Elder Xian Yun said.
"I am not in the mood to answer your questions right now. Come back tomorrow," Xu Qingshan waved his hand and replied indifferently.
Immediately following, pale cyan spiritual energy coalesced, and Xu Qingshan's figure vanished in an instant.
Elder Xian Yun stared at the spot where Xu Qingshan had stood, her gaze intense. She felt that this man had become increasingly unfathomable.
"Elder Xian Yun, what should we do now?" Elder Fanyun asked from the side.
"Let's go back. We will return tomorrow. There must be a solution to this matter," Elder Xian Yun said, "Although the True Martial Holy Sect is powerful, they also have to abide by the rules.
They would not start a war with us over a small village."
As the two elders from the Immortal Spirit Sect left dejectedly, Xu Qingshan also returned to the Council Hall of the True Martial Holy Sect at this moment.
