"Enough talk! Although I can't yet pinpoint which one of you it is, it's definitely someone within your little clique! The foundation of my Taishang Jiuzhen Sect, passed down through twenty-one generations, shall not be destroyed by the likes of you few! It'd be better to kill you all and be done with it, to finally have some peace!"
Li Fan was also dumbfounded when he heard this.
Damn, that's insane, the logic of the immortals of Penglai is truly… I must say, no matter how twisted, it's quite effective...
Xu Chengyang was at a loss for words, but someone else had something to say.
"Uncle-Master Yiniang! What about me? I am Sun Chengchi of Tianzhen Palace! I am also from Fang Hu! Have you forgotten that you taught me the art of formations?"
