Martial Master

As soon as Qin Chen's words fell, the expressions of several Saint Masters present immediately changed.

Suddenly! Xu Xiong and the other elders turned their heads in unison, looking at a few individuals in the crowd. Indeed, whether it was outside the Immortal Pool before or in this grand hall, once Qin Chen mentioned that Elder Zuo Rongtian was a spy, these few people became agitated, each one overly excited, as if he was talking about themselves.

Previously, Qin Chen had not noticed, but now, reflecting back, it was indeed somewhat strange.

Especially among them, two elders, who usually kept a low profile, behaved excessively aggressively regarding this matter.

"You... you are slandering."

"What do you mean, sir? Are you implying that we are also spies of the Yao Mie Mansion?"

"Pure slander, creating rumors, you deserve to die!"

As these few felt the gazes of the crowd on them, their faces changed drastically, each showing an expression of shock and anger. Boom! A terrifying killing intent surged from their bodies, and before the Lord of Guangcheng could speak, they were about to strike Qin Chen with lightning speed.

"Stop it!"

The Lord of Guangcheng coldly shouted, halting the few people and looking at Qin Chen: "Do you have any evidence?"

"Lord?"

The faces of these Saint Masters changed, all of them exclaimed in shock and anger.

"Of course, I have evidence. Would I make such a judgment without evidence?"

Qin Chen laughed heartily, and suddenly a piece of dark green crystal appeared in his hand. This crystal emitted a dark green light, shining brightly and exuding a ghostly glow.

As soon as this crystal appeared, the expressions of many Saint Masters, including Zuo Rongtian, changed. Each one revealed an incredulous gleam in their eyes as if they had seen something terrifying.

"Run!"

In the next moment, these Saint Masters roared in anger and instantly erupted, a dazzling light bursting forth from their bodies as they flew towards the outside of Guangcheng Palace without looking back.

They were trying to escape.

"Hehe, gentlemen, why are you running?"

Qin Chen chuckled lightly but did not take action because he knew these people could not escape.

Indeed, before these people could escape, suddenly with a buzzing sound, arrays of light filled the grand hall, blocking these elders. Bang! Bang! Bang! The few elders crashed against this array of light but found they could not escape.

"Divine Yuan Array?"

The faces of these few changed, looking at the Lord of Guangcheng below in shock and anger, "Lord…"

"Wudao brother was right, why are you running?"

The Lord of Guangcheng raised her head, her gaze icy. This girl, who appeared to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, suddenly looked exceedingly cold, as if containing endless ice.

In the next moment, she struck out fiercely, streams of moonlight rising from her body, transforming into brilliant divine light, surrounding these few elders and pulling them down quickly.

"Ah!"

These few elders screamed in pain.

The streams of moonlight pulled down all these Saint Masters, slamming them hard to the ground. Furthermore, the right hand of the Lord of Guangcheng thrust out violently, a terrifying Holy Yuan shot forth like sharp blades, piercing through the essence of these Saint Masters and pinning them to the ground with chains of the Law sealing them.

Xu Xiong and the other Saint Masters watched, their eyelids twitching.

Qin Chen raised his brow; the Lord of Guangcheng was indeed ruthless. Before, when he did not sense any clues, she remained calm, yet once she acted, it was like thunder, her methods so brutal that it felt perverse. However, only someone like her could possibly become the master of a palace; otherwise, how could she suppress so many experts in Guangcheng Palace?

"Wudao brother, speak. What is this dark green crystal in your hand?"

The Lord of Guangcheng sat down again, saying calmly, her gaze flickering and surprisingly composed.

"Hahaha, impressive."

Qin Chen laughed heartily. He had to admit that regardless of temperament or strength, the Lord of Guangcheng was exceptional, not weaker than the Nine Nether Saint Master or the Wilderness Saint Master.