A mortal cultivating immortality can nurture spirit beasts.

"A Nascent Soul stage cultivator! Definitely a Nascent Soul stage cultivator!"

Someone in the crowd shouted this out. After all, the oppressive aura was far greater than that of the three mid-stage Core Formation cultivators in front of them. The newcomer was definitely more than just a late-stage Core Formation cultivator, so the answer was obvious.

Upon hearing that the person was a Nascent Soul cultivator, and that their entrance was so domineering, clearly indicating ill intent, everyone looked fearful, and some were even itching to flee.

Seeing this, Fairy Ni Chang quickly advised, "Everyone, please calm down. Acting rashly now will only bring trouble. Let's stay here and observe how things unfold."

Some people stayed put upon hearing this, while others did not heed the advice. Two people even took immediate action and decisively fled.

However, as soon as the two flew into the air, they were entangled by a jet-black aura. Two screams were heard, and the two were swallowed up by the black aura without even leaving behind their remains.

This scene made everyone afraid to make any rash moves. Some people were even very grateful to Fairy Ni Chang, otherwise, more than just these two would have died.

Lin He was not surprised by this. After all, the nail that sticks out gets hammered down. Running away at this time would make him an easy target for that Nascent Soul cultivator. It was also a basic tactic for the other party to establish his authority, since how could a Foundation Establishment cultivator possibly outrun a Nascent Soul cultivator?

So Lin He didn't run away immediately. Instead, he looked at Nangong Wan. Nangong Wan obviously noticed and nodded slightly to Lin He, indicating that he could rest assured.

"I see!" Lin He thought of many things in an instant. He had asked Nangong Wan before what to do if the Yan family patriarch insisted on going his own way and joining the Ghost Spirit Sect.

Nangong Wan's answer was very domineering, which made Lin He realize that the Hidden Moon Sect must have a backup plan. Now, seeing that Nangong Wan and Fairy Ni Chang had ugly expressions but no panic, it seemed that they were indeed prepared.

Even so, Lin He secretly waved his hand, and a blue figure flashed away.

Meanwhile, the Yan family patriarch, who was completely unaware of the situation, changed his expression drastically. He hurriedly asked, "Two fairies, it seems that one of the Nascent Soul stage monsters from the Ghost Spirit Sect has arrived. What should we do?"

Nangong Wan had no liking for him and completely ignored him. It was Fairy Ni Chang who spoke up, "Fellow Daoist Yan, there's no need to worry. Just observe the situation."

Seeing that he couldn't get the truth out of her, the Yan family patriarch had no choice but to wait helplessly. For some reason, Yan Ruyan didn't kill Wang Chan immediately, but instead looked up at the sky.

At this moment, not only Yan Ruyan, but also Lin He, Nangong Wan and others looked up at the sky. Before they knew it, a middle-aged man dressed in black robes with a refined appearance appeared there.

The middle-aged man glanced at the crowd, making no attempt to conceal the immense spiritual energy fluctuations of the Nascent Soul stage. His cold gaze was as if he were looking at a group of inanimate objects, devoid of any emotion.

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines under his gaze, their hearts tightening, and their faces filled with despair. Just one glance was enough to instill a sense of helplessness in them; this was the terrifying power of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Second Uncle!"

When Wang Chan, who was bound, saw this middle-aged man, she was overjoyed.

Upon hearing the word "Second Uncle," everyone guessed the man's identity: Wang Tiangu, an elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect and a Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stages!

When Wang Tiangu saw Wang Chan, a hint of emotion finally appeared in his eyes. He nodded and said, "Chan'er, don't worry, none of these people will escape today!"

Wang Tiangu spoke with a murderous look on his face. His usually refined appearance now seemed somewhat ferocious, indicating that seeing Wang Chan's miserable state had only fueled his anger.

Upon hearing this, Wang Chan's expression calmed down, and her gaze towards Nangong Wan and the others carried a hint of pride and disdain.

At this moment, no one dared to breathe loudly, and they all looked at Fairy Ni Chang and the other two. The Yan family patriarch did not dare to look at Wang Tiangu at all, and even wished he could hide in a cave.

Nangong Wan's expression turned cold, while Fairy Ni Chang spoke up, "Senior Wang, your nephew Wang Chan attempted to harm the cultivators of the Seven Sects, but we learned of this beforehand and captured him. Senior Wang, did we do anything wrong? Should we have just sat there and waited for Wang Chan to come and kill us?"

Wang Tiangu sneered, "All warfare is based on deception, so what's the point? Besides, in the cultivation world, strength reigns supreme. You, a mere mid-stage Core Formation cultivator, dare to discuss right and wrong with me? Are you worthy?"

As they were speaking, a wisp of black energy suddenly flew out from Wang Tiangu's body. Fairy Ni Chang had been paying attention to him all along, and upon seeing this, she quickly activated her red ribbon magic weapon. Nangong Wan, who was standing next to her, also immediately activated the Vermilion Bird Ring.

These two magical treasures, which should have been incredibly powerful, were completely suppressed when faced with that black aura.

"Oh no, that's malevolent energy, specifically designed to corrupt magical artifacts!"

The Fairy of Rainbow Robes seemed to have sensed something and dared not let the red ribbon get close to the black mist. She could only keep a distance and launch ranged attacks.

Seeing this, Nangong Wan naturally felt the same way. The various attacks that the two of them released from a distance were like scratching an itch through a boot, having no effect whatsoever. Instead, they were being approached step by step by the black energy, and it looked as if their magical treasures were about to be defiled.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, what are you standing there for? Aren't you going to help?"

Seeing that the Yan family patriarch was still hesitating, Nangong Wan couldn't help but speak in a deep voice. The Yan family patriarch sighed and reluctantly released an inconspicuous black blade.

However, this unassuming black blade was not afraid of being tainted and stood at the forefront, blocking the black aura.

"Yin Spirit Blade!" Wang Tiangu exclaimed softly, then casually pointed at the black mist. Instantly, black light shone brightly, unleashing an unparalleled suction force. Neither the Vermilion Bird Ring, the red ribbon, nor the Yin Spirit Blade could resist this suction force. They were all sucked in and were about to fall into the black mist, where they would be defiled by the Yin energy.

Everyone was stunned. They never expected that three mid-stage Core Formation cultivators couldn't even handle a wisp of black energy casually released by Wang Tiangu. The strength of this Nascent Soul cultivator was simply too terrifying.

The three of them, including Nangong Wan, had grim expressions and hurriedly formed hand seals to try to retrieve their magic weapons. After all, these three magic weapons were their natal magic weapons, and if they were defiled, their minds would be connected and they would definitely be severely injured.

However, no matter how they tried to control it, the magic weapon still couldn't escape the powerful suction force. The expressions of Nangong Wan and the other two immediately turned extremely ugly. Although they knew that the three of them working together would definitely not be a match, they did not expect the gap to be so large.

Wang Tiangu watched this scene with a calm and composed demeanor, seemingly in complete control. Just then, a dim, earth-yellow flying sword suddenly attacked, its target clearly aimed at Wang Tiangu in mid-air.

"Hmph! So you've finally decided to show yourself? Did you really think I wouldn't notice?"

Wang Tiangu flicked his right hand, and another wisp of black energy flew out, immediately wrapping around the earthen yellow flying sword. The flying sword, which was already dim in spirit, was quickly completely covered by the black energy, and soon it was corroded into a pile of holes, eventually turning into a pile of scrap metal and falling to the ground.

Wang Tiangu smiled upon seeing this, then seemed to realize something and quickly looked down, his expression darkening.

At this moment, Nangong Wan and the other two had taken the opportunity to retrieve their respective magical treasures. Before they knew it, a blue figure appeared beside them, which was none other than Lan Chou, who had been secretly released by Lin He!