Li Qingshan and the others, upon seeing this, were utterly shocked one by one, then hurriedly followed behind Chen Ping towards the Mo Shi Sect.
At this moment, Mo Tianxiong in the grand hall felt increasingly uneasy, his eyelids twitching incessantly, as if something was about to happen.
“Men, activate the sect’s prohibitions to prevent any intruders…”
The cautious Mo Tianxiong ordered the prohibitions to be opened.
This prohibition had been personally set up by Yun Miao Immortal Venerable, so no one could break through it.
Yet just as the prohibition was activated, Chen Ping had already arrived with Li Qingshan and the others.
Mo Tianxiong spotted Li Qingshan and frowned. “Li Qingshan, why are you lot not labouring in the quarry? What are you doing here? Courting death?”
With that, Mo Tianxiong’s gaze shifted to Chen Ping, for among these people, only Chen Ping was unfamiliar to him.
Moreover, he could not probe Chen Ping’s realm or strength.
Hearing Mo Tianxiong’s words, Li Qingshan was instantly consumed by rage. He pointed at Mo Tianxiong’s nose and bellowed, “Mo Tianxiong, you beast! You have enslaved us human and beast cultivators for a century, subjecting us to endless torment and suffering! Today, someone has finally come to deal with you!”
Mo Tianxiong’s face darkened. “Li Qingshan, you have some nerve! How dare you speak to me like that! It seems the hardships of these years have not taught you enough!”
“Hardships? Have we not suffered enough?”
Li Qingshan said excitedly. “A century ago, our human and beast clans were drowned in rivers of blood under your blade!
Over these hundred years, our kin have endured unimaginable torment in the quarries, dying or left crippled! Do you think we will still let you slaughter us as before?”
Mo Tianxiong sneered. “Let you slaughter us? With you lot of useless trash? If not for your marginal utility, I would have wiped you all out long ago!”
“You… you devil!” Li Qingshan trembled with fury.
At this point, Li Qingshan turned around and addressed everyone present. “Listen up, everyone! This is Benefactor Chen Ping, an immortal from the Heavenly Realm! He has come specifically to punish these vile demonic cultivators and free us from our sea of suffering!”
Hearing Li Qingshan’s words, the demonic cultivators on site were all stunned, then burst into laughter.
“Hahaha! An immortal from the Heavenly Realm? Him?” Mo Tianxiong pointed at Chen Ping disdainfully. “Li Qingshan, have the torments addled your brain? This mere boy dares claim to be a Heavenly Realm immortal?”
The other demonic cultivators joined in the mockery:
“Exactly! Look at his young age, he probably has not even reached the Immortal Transformation Realm!”
“Li Qingshan, where did you hire this actor from? Trying to frighten us?”
“This is hilarious! Would a Heavenly Realm immortal come to our little world?”
Mo Tianxiong stepped up to Chen Ping and sized him up, his eyes full of contempt. “Boy, I do not care who you are or where you come from. Daring to intrude into our Mo Shi Sect means you are on a path to death!”
Chen Ping smiled faintly. “A path to death? With you lot of trash?”
“You…”
Mo Tianxiong was greatly angered by Chen Ping’s words. “Boy, do you know what this place is?
This is the headquarters of our Mo Shi Sect! We have prohibitions personally laid by Yun Miao Immortal Venerable. Even a true Heavenly Realm immortal could not breach them easily!”
Mo Tianxiong paused, then continued. “Moreover, I have activated the highest level of defensive prohibitions. You cannot leave even if you wanted to now!”
Chen Ping glanced around and indeed sensed a powerful prohibitive force.
But to him, this force was utterly trivial.
“Prohibitions?” Chen Ping’s lips curled into a cold smile. “In my eyes, any prohibition is mere decoration!”
“Hahaha! What brazen boasting!”
