Ghost Mask's pupils suddenly constricted violently.

At this moment, he realized just how formidable an enemy their Demon Sect had provoked. The overwhelming and unrivaled power they had just witnessed still instilled fear in him; it simply did not seem like the power of the Celestial Human Realm.

He wanted to say something, but with a wave of Ning Qi's hand, the four of them had already stepped into the air and left.

...

True Martial Mountain.

Bright Martial Pavilion.

Taoist Longshan and Luo Wentian sat facing each other, discussing the recent matter of Ning Qi going down the mountain. A month had already passed with no results, and they were considering persuading Ning Qi to return, lest he waste time in vain.

"Jiu has always been resolute in character; if he said two months, then it will be two months." Taoist Longshan shook his head with a light sigh, understanding his ninth disciple.

Luo Wentian also smiled bitterly.

Suddenly.

Taoist Longshan's expression changed, looking beyond the sky. After one breath, Luo Wentian also sensed it, and by the next breath, their gazes fell outside the pavilion.

"Master, First Senior Brother!"

Hearing that familiar voice, both of them smiled. Just as they were talking about Ning Qi, Ning Qi returned.

"Jiu, come in quickly!" Luo Wentian had just spoken when he froze in place.

It wasn't just Ning Qi who entered.

There were actually five people.

"This unworthy disciple Jiang Baishan greets Master!" Jiang Baishan's eyes were red, pulling Lin Ruhua along to kneel.

Taoist Longshan was both surprised and delighted to see his fifth disciple again, but immediately realized things were not simple. He glanced at the remaining two people, one of whom was clearly in a sealed state, and the other an ice sculpture.

His gaze instinctively turned to the ice sculpture, his heart trembled, and a wave of familiarity surged through him, but he did not dare to confirm it. Taking a deep breath, he looked at Ning Qi with a hint of hope:

"Jiu, who is he?"

Ning Qi couldn't bear to look into his master's eyes, lowering his head and said:

"Master, it's... Eighth Brother."

In an instant.

Like a thunderclap, Taoist Longshan's mind went blank. He stood there in a daze, like a sculpture, even as his dignified Celestial Human Realm body slightly wavered. Several disciples moved forward to support him, but Taoist Longshan waved them off.

He turned his back, slowly closing his eyes so the other disciples wouldn't see the pain in them, but his voice completely betrayed his inner sorrow:

"Jiu, what exactly happened?"

Taoist Longshan's voice was as calm as possible, but there was still a faint tremble.

"Fifth Brother, you tell it." Ning Qi felt sorrowful, having arrived later and not knowing some details.

Jiang Baishan's eyes reddened; he took a deep breath, bowed to the ground, and cried. He recounted everything that happened, finally wailing softly:

"It's all my fault; if it weren't for saving me, Eighth Brother wouldn't have ended up like this!"

He was in indescribable pain.

Luo Wentian's fists unknowingly clenched, his gaze toward Ghost Mask filled with murderous intent.

Meanwhile, Taoist Longshan became increasingly calm.

After a long silence.

He finally sighed softly:

"Wu, this matter is not your fault; blame does not lie with you. Place Ba at Bright Martial Pavilion for now; it's been too long since I've seen him. As for the rest, you brothers handle it."

He waved his hand, seemingly a bit weary.

The group wisely withdrew.

Taoist Longshan gently set Qin Yun's ice sculpture down. Through the ice, he slowly brushed Qin Yun's face and sighed softly:

"Ba, five years without seeing you, how have you grown older than your master..."

Unconsciously, his eyes grew red.

...

After the group exited the Bright Martial Pavilion, Luo Wentian asked:

"Jiu, is there any hope for Ba?"

Ning Qi softly replied:

"Now we can only use the Ice Seal Technique to lock Eighth Brother's condition. Once I develop the Lifespan Secret Technique, I can extend his life again."

Luo Wentian nodded decisively:

"We must do our utmost, otherwise Master..."

He couldn't continue his words.

Having been with Taoist Longshan for the longest time, he knew how heartbroken his master would be seeing Qin Yun in his current state. Thinking of this, his eyes reddened again.

Ning Qi nodded firmly:

"Don't worry, I will certainly save Eighth Brother!"

Luo Wentian exhaled deeply, looking at Ghost Mask.

"How should we deal with this Vice Sect Leader of the Demon Sect?"

Ning Qi's gaze was indifferent:

"I'll take him to the Heart Inquiry Platform to see if we can extract any information."

Jiang Baishan was filled with hatred toward Ghost Mask. He whispered:

"Jiu, after questioning him, hand him over to me."

Ning Qi paused briefly and nodded gently.

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