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The skinny old man looked at Yang Fei and Susu, as well as Master Huang and the three of them; in his anxiety, he didn't bother lowering his voice.

"Just them? Heh heh..."

"I'm not trying to interfere with the Sect Leader's decision, but if these three get on the Spell Battle Platform, they'll probably die in a single move."

The Shamaness pretended she hadn't heard the skinny old man and walked toward the three.

Her expression was very respectful, and she was also somewhat nervous.

"I'm sorry, my two senior brothers were talking nonsense. I failed to keep them in line."

Yang Fei looked calmly at the skinny old man not far away.

"It's fine. If they anger me, I'll just erase them."

The Shamaness immediately shivered violently.

Her two senior brothers' Cultivation wasn't as good as hers, but within the Yanfu Sect, they were still big shots with status and face.

Yet in Yang Fei's eyes, they were like mangy chickens and wild dogs, not worth his attention in the slightest.

He didn't even bother to get angry.

This was truly seeing all living beings as ants. But how could such a Great Master possibly care about the life and death of a few villagers?

The Shamaness only felt that she understood Yang Fei less and less.

A few minutes later, the Shamaness led the Underworld Gate Disciples, along with Yang Fei and the other two, to the base of the Spell Battle Platform.

The so‑called Spell Battle Platform was actually a steep cliff, with a waterfall pouring down from it.

In front of the waterfall there was an Observation Platform, about ten or so zhang long and three to four zhang wide, built of marble.

Amid the thunderous roar of the waterfall, two groups had already gathered below the Observation Platform.

The people in the two groups were dressed differently: some wore Taoist Robes, but most wore modern fashion.

Jeans and T‑shirts were common, and there were brand‑name pieces like Versace, Armani, and Nike tracksuits.

All these people shared one thing in common: the Death Spirit Qi on them was very heavy.

Many wore vicious looks on their faces; one glance and you could tell they weren't good people.

The two sides looked loosely scattered, but between themselves the boundary was clear; they didn't mingle, and there was even a faint hostility and wariness.

As the Shamaness led Yang Fei and her Disciples and Followers to the area beneath the Observation Platform, a booming voice rang out.

"Junior Sister Huang Quan, you're late. We've been waiting quite a while."

The speaker was a pale‑faced Old Taoist.

He looked like a sickly ghost: his words were weak and feeble, and he kept punctuating his speech with coughs.

Over the last few days, as the Shamaness carefully attended to Yang Fei, he had learned some basic things about the Yanfu Sect.

This Old Taoist speaking was precisely the Sect Leader of the Soul Suppressing Gate, the Real Person of Great Mystery.

Don't be fooled by his sickly appearance; he was actually one of the few with the highest Cultivation in the Yanfu Sect, and often styled himself as the current acting Sect Leader of the Yanfu Sect.

Almost at the same time, a rough, booming voice came from the Northeast Corner.

"Old Lady Huang Quan, if you ask me, your Underworld Gate didn't need to come at all."

"Even if you did come, the Crystal Skull isn't going to end up in your hands anyway, so why waste the effort?"

The big man's voice was like a great bell, reverberating through the roar of the waterfall without being drowned out in the least.

Yang Fei looked toward the Northeast Corner and saw a bald strong man at least 1.9 meters tall, his body extremely robust, the earthy‑yellow Taoist Robe on him bulging outward.

Such a burly big man wouldn't be surprising at all on an underground Black Fist ring.

But this guy claimed to be a man of Cultivation, which was enough to make people click their tongues.

The big man quickly noticed Yang Fei's gaze and simply stood up.

He spread his long legs, his eyes like a hungry tiger, staring at the Underworld Gate Disciple, Yang Fei included.

"What, you're not convinced? If you're not convinced, see you on the Spell Battle Platform later. I'll crush out every one of your egg yolks one by one."

Just then, he suddenly noticed Susu behind Huang Quan; his eyes immediately lit up and he clicked his tongue in praise.

"What a pretty little girl. Huang Quan, let me ask a favor, will you? This little girl is your Female Disciple, right? I want her."

Susu lowered her head, anger flashing in her eyes.

What kind of person was Susu?

She was a visiting professor at Huaqing University, and she was also the sole inheriting Disciple of Grand Priest Ling Muxue of the True Martial Divine Realm. Hearing such crude banter, she was instantly furious.

Yang Fei squeezed her hand and shouted loudly.

"What do you want to take a Disciple of my Underworld Gate back for? To worship her as your ancestor, or to make her your mom?"

The bald strong man, Qiang Liang, flew into a rage on the spot.

This kid looked clean and delicate, like a Pretty Boy, but his mouth was vicious as hell, downright poisonous.

He sprang to his feet, eyes locked on Yang Fei.

"Brat, I'll make you regret your mother ever giving birth to you!"

Yang Fei chuckled and shot back.

"If I hadn't been born, how would I be your dad? A kid with a mother but no father's teaching really does grow up without manners."

Qiang Liang's chest almost burst from rage; with a shout, he was about to lunge over.

The Shamaness's voice sounded, cold and sinister.

"Qiang Liang, the spell battle hasn't even started yet. Why are you bullying my Disciple? What's the meaning of this?"

Qiang Liang froze, suddenly remembering the Flying Zombie refined by the Divine Old Lady Huang Quan, and couldn't help feeling somewhat apprehensive.

As it turned out, Qiang Liang, the Divine Old Lady Huang Quan, and the Real Person of Great Mystery were all direct Disciples of the Yanfu Sect, each having founded different branches.

The three had been fighting for years and all knew each other's skills, so they were mutually wary.

At the last spell‑duel convention, Qiang Liang of the Blood Fiend Gate had, by an extremely narrow margin, defeated Huang Quan and the Real Person of Great Mystery, and carried the Crystal Skull back to his Gate.

This time, both Huang Quan and the Real Person of Great Mystery were going all out, determined to win back the Crystal Skull.

The three of them didn't understand the secret of the Crystal Skull, but the Yanfu Sect Master, gravely injured, had given final instructions before his death.

To revive the Yanfu Sect, they had to unlock the secret of the Crystal Skull; only then could they defeat the various Immortal Sects, unify the Cultivation World, and seize Earth.

So the three of them all regarded the Crystal Skull as incomparably important.

Yet after all these years of fighting back and forth, none of them knew what secret the Crystal Skull actually contained.

Seeing that Huang Quan and Qiang Liang were already at each other's throats before even stepping onto the platform, the Real Person of Great Mystery came out to smooth things over.

"Enough, we're all of one line from the Yanfu Sect. Why get so worked up over something this small?"

"Qiang Liang, if you like beauties, my Taoist Sect has plenty. Take your pick, just don't provoke Huang Quan's Disciple."

Qiang Liang let out a chilly chuckle, not buying the Old Taoist's words at all.

"Old Taoist Tai Xuan, don't think I don't know."

"All your Female Disciples are damn spies. If I let them into my Blood Fiend Gate, wouldn't that be a joke!"

The Real Person of Great Mystery, having his secrets exposed, couldn't help getting a bit angry.

"Since that's the case, let the spell‑duel convention begin now."

"The Crystal Skull can't stay in your hands alone. It should be taken out for everyone to study together."

Qiang Liang snorted through his nose.

"Old Taoist Tai Xuan, most of what you say is bullshit, but that line sits right with me."

"I'll finish you all with three punches and two kicks, then go back and continue studying the Crystal Skull."

As he spoke, he suddenly leaped more than two zhang high, directly into midair, then came down like a boulder, landing on the Observation Platform.

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