Chapter 86: Great Hall Master of the Punishment Hall, Si Nantong

After Wang Jianqiang finished speaking, he pointed a finger at the Residual Soul.

The memories sealed within the Residual Soul transformed into a projection, appearing in mid-air.

Forming cliques and suppressing dissent.

Bullying fellow disciples.

Scheming to surround and kill Wang Yu Yao and Qian Yu.

Suppressing Wang Yu Yao.

……

Scene after scene flashed by rapidly.

Even the scenes of him favoring handsome men and forcing talented disciples of the sect were revealed through the "high-definition big screen."

After seeing the memories in Si Nantong's Residual Soul, everyone fell silent.

This Si Nantong could be considered to have committed every evil deed.

According to the memories in the Residual Soul.

It was not just Qian Yu who died at his hands.

There were several others, all of whom had outstanding talent and had once competed with him in the Outer Sect.

In order to vie for the title of number one in the Outer Sect, Si Nantong schemed to lure these people out of the sect one by one and slaughtered them using traps he had laid out in advance.

Viewed in this light, this Si Nantong was indeed worthy of the title "vermin of the sect."

Thinking of this, many gazes turned in unison toward Yan Biao.

Yan Biao remained expressionless from beginning to end.

"This is what you call evidence?" He looked at Wang Jianqiang indifferently.

"What? Does this not count as evidence?"

Wang Jianqiang asked in return.

Yan Biao shook his head, "It is merely a recording; who knows if you fabricated it using some special method."

"Fabricated?"

Wang Jianqiang sneered, "Ridiculous!"

"I can fabricate images, but could I also fabricate Si Nantong's Soul aura?"

"There are countless techniques in the world; that is not necessarily certain."

"This Hall Master does not have time to waste with you here; if you wish to argue, say it after returning to the Punishment Hall."

As he spoke, a cold glint flashed in Yan Biao's eyes, and he raised his palm, preparing to grab Wang Jianqiang.

"Stop!"

Just at this moment, a sharp, feminine shout suddenly arrived.

The next moment, a young girl appeared beside Wang Jianqiang.

It was none other than Mu Lingxi.

As early as when he killed Si Nantong, Wang Jianqiang had already learned his true identity through his Soul.

To be on the safe side, he had sent out three messages at once.

He had not expected that the person to arrive the fastest would actually be Mu Lingxi.

Seeing Mu Lingxi appear, Yan Biao's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but restrain his Spiritual Power.

Mu Lingxi herself could not do much to him, but she had an extremely powerful and very protective aunt behind her.

Once provoked, the consequences would likely be even more troublesome than offending Yan Qingxuan.

Thinking of this, he sent out a message without changing his expression.

After Mu Lingxi appeared, she first nodded to Wang Jianqiang, then looked at Yan Biao and said indifferently, "Hall Master Yan, I have already seen what just happened; the memory images are real."

"Si Nantong harmed fellow disciples and was jealous of the talented; Wang Jianqiang killing him is removing a scourge for the sect, and he has merit, not fault."

"You should not arrest him."

Yan Biao's gaze swept over the surrounding crowd, then he looked deeply at Mu Lingxi and, without speaking directly, sent a secret voice transmission.

"The person this man killed is the beloved son of our Great Hall Master of the Punishment Hall. Miss Mu, Yan advises you not to wade into these muddy waters."

Hearing Yan Biao's voice transmission, Mu Lingxi couldn't help but look at Wang Jianqiang.

Wang Jianqiang had sent her a message earlier, only saying he had killed someone, but he hadn't said who he killed.

The Hall Master of the Punishment Hall was no ordinary person and might not necessarily grant her favor.

Thinking of this, she touched a Jade Talisman at her waist.

At the same time, Yan Biao had already received a response.

It was just a simple word.

"Kill!"

Having received the response, Yan Biao suddenly felt confident.

When he looked at Mu Lingxi again, the apprehension in his heart had already vanished.

"Miss Mu, have you decided?"

Yan Biao looked at Mu Lingxi and spoke indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Mu Lingxi gritted her teeth, but she had no intention of stepping aside; her intent was self-evident.

"Since that is the case, then Yan can only offend you."

A cold glint flashed in Yan Biao's eyes.

He made a grasping motion toward Mu Lingxi, and a layer of Spiritual Power Barrier immediately imprisoned Mu Lingxi.

"Brat, I said it before, today no one can save you!"

Yan Biao's expression was cold and grim as he reached out to grab Wang Jianqiang once more.

A massive hand of Spiritual Power, appearing almost tangible, slapped toward Wang Jianqiang.

Wang Jianqiang's expression was grave; the small chick on his shoulder was eager to move, about to counterattack.

A streak of scorching Spiritual Power suddenly arrived from across the sky, shattering Yan Biao's hand of Spiritual Power.

At the same time, a cold, sharp rebuke was delivered.

"Yan Biao, do you want me to cut off your dog claws?"

Before the voice had even faded, a bewitching figure in a red dress had already appeared in mid-air.

"Yan Qingxuan, it's you again!"

Yan Biao's expression shifted; he hurriedly put distance between himself and Yan Qingxuan, then shouted urgently, "Killing Wang Jianqiang this time is an order personally issued by the Hall Master; you cannot change the outcome!"

Yan Qingxuan's expression tightened, and without another word, she threw a punch.

A fire dragon condensed from Spiritual Power roared like a living creature as it charged toward Yan Biao.

Sensing the power of the Spiritual Power fire dragon, Yan Biao's face instantly turned pale.

"Presumptuous!"

Just at this moment, a cold shout suddenly arrived.

The Spiritual Power fire dragon suddenly froze in mid-air just as it was about to collide with Yan Biao, then dissipated without a sound.

The next moment, a tall figure flashed into view.

The instant this figure appeared.

This patch of heaven and earth seemed to instantly transform into an invisible Domain.

Within the Domain, all power was Repelled.

Wang Jianqiang discovered that the moment this tall figure appeared, the Spiritual Power within his own body was completely Suppressed, and he could no longer mobilize even a fraction of it.

Wang Yu Yao and the people around them also revealed looks of shock, clearly in the same situation as him.

Only two people present were not completely suppressed: one was Yan Biao, and the other was Yan Qingxuan.

Yan Biao was unaffected because the Domain had not been placed upon him at all.

Yan Qingxuan, however, was resisting the Domain entirely; although her Spiritual Power was not completely suppressed, she was still bearing immense pressure, and her complexion appeared somewhat pale.

"Si Tianyong!"

She raised her eyes to look at the tall figure who had suddenly appeared, her expression becoming grave for the first time.

Hearing Yan Qingxuan's words, Wang Jianqiang's expression stirred.

So this person was Si Tianyong.

The Great Hall Master of the Punishment Hall, a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator!

This was the first time Wang Jianqiang had seen a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator; the power of their methods was truly unimaginably strong.

The Domain formed merely by their aura had actually suppressed everyone present!

As Wang Jianqiang looked at Si Tianyong, Si Tianyong's gaze had already swept over Yan Qingxuan.

It then fell upon Wang Jianqiang.

In an instant, Wang Jianqiang felt the pressure of the surrounding Domain increase greatly.

His body sank, and his feet embedded into the ground.

"Oh?"

Seeing this scene, Si Tianyong could not help but reveal a look of surprise.

Just as he looked at Wang Jianqiang, he released his aura for a brief moment.

He had expected to make the ant before him look miserable, but he had not expected that the other party would not even bend his body in the slightest.

A tough nut to crack, indeed.

He sneered in his heart, then spoke indifferently, "You slaughtered fellow Disciples; according to sect regulations, you should pay with your life."

"Do you know your crime?"

"This Disciple does not." Wang Jianqiang's expression tightened as he took out the Residual Soul of Si Nantong, "This Disciple has evidence to prove his innocence."

Si Tianyong looked at the Residual Soul in Wang Jianqiang's hand, his gaze turning cold.

"Just a piece of forged evidence evolved through some underhanded means, and you wish to deceive this seat?"

As he spoke, the Residual Soul in Wang Jianqiang's hand suddenly exploded.