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Although he couldn't see the expression under Eccentric Mo's black robe, the black fog in front of Eccentric Mo suddenly shook. It was obvious that he was afraid of this voice, and it could even be said that he was afraid.

Yi Feng's expression did not change, but his heart was relieved. The person who had just arrived was Yun Xi. The expression on Yun Xi's face was the same as when he was in the auction house. He continued to smile as he looked at Old Freak Mo. It was as though there was an invisible staircase beneath his feet as he walked down step by step.

Yi Feng looked at Yun Xi who slowly walked down, his eyes flashing. He could tear through space to travel, but Yun Xi who was leisurely walking in the air was only the tip of the iceberg. How terrifying was his strength, it was hard to imagine.

"Junior pays his respect to Pavilion Master Yun." Old Demon Mo withdrew the strange black fog around him and bowed as he spoke.

"Greetings, senior." The moment Yun Xi arrived, he should no longer be in any danger.

"I am not interested in the alliance between the local Alliance and the external world, and will not interfere. However, I will not let you take this young man away." Yun Xi's eyes were calm, and her voice seemed very ethereal, as if it came from all directions, and directly entered the minds of others.

"This junior does not wish to harm Young Master Yi. It's just that I have no choice but to obey the sect master's orders. I hope that Pavilion Master Yun will not interfere." Old Demon Mo's tone was extremely respectful. If Yun Xi were to make a move, there was no possibility for Old Freak Mo to survive.

"This matter cannot be done, you should leave. Don't get entangled, I don't want to make a move." Yun Xi lightly shook her head, the majesty in her tone was released.

"Also, tell Mo Yan and the other old monsters that if this happens again, don't blame me for not showing mercy." After saying this, Yun Xi's tone suddenly changed, his killing intent was awe-inspiring.

"Junior understands." Old Freak Mo's tone was filled with dissatisfaction. This time, he had received orders from a few great Patriarchs to come and find that strange youth. Now that they had finally found him, they could only leave in defeat as an expert like Yun Xi had obstructed them.

"Yun Xi, you sure have a big mouth ? "Hee hee ?" The space beside old man Mo was suddenly torn apart and a ball of black fog emerged before condensing into a blurry figure.

"Greetings, Sect Leader." Old Freak Mo was surprised, but soon after, he exclaimed in delight.

"Oh? "Mo Yan, so you've also come. This is truly out of my expectations." Yun Xi's tone was a little surprised. The sect head of the Mo Clan, Mo Yan, had not come out for hundreds of years and had been cultivating. Who would've thought that he would come to the external alliance instead?

"This old man does not wish to form a feud with your Cloud Stream Pavilion. Today, I will give this old man some face and let this young man leave. As for the price, how about it?" The blurry figure in the black mist spoke again, causing Yi Feng's heart to tremble. There was a hint of evil in the voice, as if it had disturbed his mind.

"Although I'm a businessman, I can't do this business." The smile on Yun Xi's face disappeared, the other party was a powerhouse that had restrained his cultivation, it was impossible to defend against his demonic arts.

"Then Brother Yun is about to fight with this old man?" The black fog began to roll, looking extremely eerie.

"Sigh, it's been over a hundred years since I last made a move. It's time for the event." Yun Xi's expression was solemn, not because of the upcoming battle, but because of Yi Feng. If he were to fight with Mo Yan, there would be no one left to protect Yi Feng.

"There's no need to fight. Old Mo, if you want to die here, you can do so." A cold voice rang out as four strange figures appeared beside Yi Feng. They were none other than the three great forefathers and the ancestor of the Yellow Springs clan.

"Hmph. Do you want me to give up my chance to leave the Nether Tomb? Don't think that I don't know your plans." The black fog surrounding Mo Yan was getting thicker and thicker. Even Mo Yan's figure couldn't be seen clearly.

"This sovereign didn't say that the local alliance members aren't allowed to participate. Not only that, this sovereign also needs your help." The strange expression on Mystic Heaven's face was even more bizarre.

"Oh, what does Xuan Tian mean by this?" He knew the strength of the external alliance, and now with Fairy Feng and Yun Xi added in, their strength would not even be comparable to the local alliance.

"Tell me in detail about this in the future. However, I can guarantee that I'll give you a satisfactory answer on the day the Fog Wave opens. Before that happens, don't think about trying to get ahold of this child again." Xuan Tian's tone was indifferent, and he had an incomparable confidence in himself.

Ever since the four forefathers had arrived, Yun Xi had been frowning, but she hadn't raised a single objection.

"Even if I wanted to take him away, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to. Darkheaven, remember what you said today. Let's go." Mo Yan knew that he wouldn't be able to get the upper hand today. After all, the opponent had five powerhouses, and he couldn't resist them.

The black mist seemed to dissolve into the void, disappearing without a trace a moment later. Old Freak Mo let out a shrill howl as he soared through the skies.

When the four black robed people fighting with Old Yan heard that sharp whistle, their bodies immediately retreated without the slightest hesitation. After which, they swiftly left.

Yan's group of four looked at him with doubt in their eyes. They all opened their bodies and ran like a gust of wind, moving as fast as lightning.

"Yun Xi, long time no see." Xuan Tian suddenly turned around and smiled at Yun Xi, who was beside him, as if he was an old friend whom he hadn't seen for many years.

"Even if I don't show up here, you'll still come looking for me." Yun Xi's expression did not change.

"Hehe, that's indeed the case. Everyone thinks that I'm the number one formation master, but they don't know that you, Yun Xi, are the true number one formation master in the Nether Tomb." Xuan Tian laughed, his eyes revealed a strange light, as if he wanted to see through Yun Xi's heart.

This mysterious man's true strength was something that no one even knew about. Xuan Tian actually said that Yun Xi was the number one array master, and this was a bit shocking, only Fairy Feng had a strange look in her eyes.

Yi Feng was startled. Yun Xi was actually the number one master of formations, and her cultivation had reached the realm of void-form. To place such importance on him today, it must not be that simple.

"Brother Xuan, you're too kind. Why don't you all come with me to the Cloud Stream Pavilion?" Yun Xi chuckled, he looked towards the Demon Saint Phoenix Fairy in the Netherworld Valley, his eyes faintly flickering.

"Alright, kid, you should head back first and prepare for the trials in the future." Xuan Tian whispered to Yi Feng as he walked toward the Cloud Creek Pavilion. He had no intention of talking to Yi Feng.

From the moment Fairy Feng appeared, her eyes became hazy. As she looked at Yun Xi's back, her eyes actually revealed a trace of a hidden bitterness, but it was buried very deep.

Yi Feng's expression did not change, his heart was filled with even more doubts. Just what were Xuan Tian and the rest using him for? They had become even more blurry, why did they still need the help of Yun Xi and the local alliance?

Moments after Yun Xi and the rest left, the four Sword Cloud Elders appeared beside Yi Feng. They all remained silent and looked at Yi Feng with shock.