As the black-robed youth spoke, the red-browed man and the black-clothed female cultivator's expressions became uncertain. Seeing the situation was unfavorable, these two had also retreated to the entrance of the main hall, not far from Zhang Ling.
Zhang Ling was expressionless, his gaze sweeping across the layer of black light restriction that had risen around the main hall. In his perception, this outer layer of restriction was even stronger, and breaking it in a short amount of time would likely require him to use his full strength.
"Hehe, Brother Zhao, Immortal Fairy Chang, don't listen to his nonsense." As soon as the black-robed Confucian scholar finished speaking, the green-robed man who was attacking the teleportation array's restriction also said solemnly.
"Long is not some evil cultivator, but an elder of the Imperial Pole Hall. I am here to investigate matters concerning a family traitor. A traitor has appeared in my Long family and is being sheltered by their West Mountain Academy. To prevent this matter from being exposed, they are trying to kill Long. If you believe his words, you will not be able to leave this city after Long falls."
Hearing this, the black-robed Confucian scholar, still trapped in the blue light bands, shouted furiously. "Eloquent sophist, Long Zhi, you are making a false accusation. Quickly stop him, fellow Daoists, he is the Imperial family's traitor."
The words of these two contradicted each other, causing the red-browed man and the female cultivator to hesitate. If it weren't for the strong restriction covering the outside of the teleportation hall, they would have left immediately and not gotten involved in this matter.
The red-browed man and the female cultivator exchanged glances, their gazes suddenly turning to Zhang Ling. The large man raised an eyebrow and secretly transmitted a question to Zhang Ling. "What do you think of this matter, Daoist friend?"
"Humph, regardless of who is telling the truth, I will not get involved in their conflict, to avoid getting myself into trouble," Zhang Ling sneered expressionlessly. He was currently disguised as a white-haired old man, and had only come here to use the teleportation array to leave the city. He didn't expect to encounter such a thing.
Moreover, it even involved the previously heard matter of the Imperial family traitor. He would certainly not seek trouble for himself by interfering in other people's disputes.
Hearing his voice, the red-browed man and the female cultivator exchanged glances again, their expressions returning to indifference. These two simply activated their spiritual power, covering themselves with a layer of spiritual light, and stood indifferently in place, seemingly not planning to interfere in this matter.
A series of loud rumbling sounds echoed as the black light restriction on the teleportation array showed cracks under the green-robed man's fierce attacks. It had already become shaky and was on the verge of collapse.
The blue light bands trapping the black-robed Confucian scholar were also becoming extremely dim, and it seemed they would soon be broken through.
Just then, Zhang Ling seemed to sense something and turned his head to look at the entrance of the hall behind him. As they looked over, the restriction sealing the hall door rippled, and a streak of firelight instantly shot in.
Wrapped in the firelight was a woman wearing a veil and a red dress, her aura astonishing. She was also a Core Formation中期 cultivator. This woman's gaze swept coldly over everyone present. Her eyes instantly locked onto the green-robed man attacking the restriction.
The woman immediately raised her hand and shot out a beam of golden light. As soon as the golden light flew out, it transformed into a golden dragon, pouncing on the green-robed man.
"Hmph." The green-robed man snorted coldly without turning his head. The green robe covering his body suddenly bulged, and a green dragon, equally extraordinary in momentum, emerged from his sleeve. It shook its head and wagged its tail, instantly conjuring clusters of green flames, rumbling and blocking the incoming golden dragon.
At the same time, the entire ground shook. The black light restriction covering the teleportation array was finally broken through by the green-robed man. The man laughed loudly, "Hehe, Ling丫头, you're still too young to capture your Third Uncle. Third Uncle has told you long ago that I am not betraying the family, but that old家伙 in the family is not giving me a way out."
The green-robed man instantly stood on the teleportation array. Green light flashed beneath his feet, and he actually activated the teleportation array beneath his feet instantly at the cost of consuming his true essence.
Immediately, a burst of white light rose from the teleportation array, illuminating him. At the same time, a gray token lit up in his hand, releasing a cloud of gray mist that covered his body.
The green-robed man's figure blurred, leaving only a remnant image that quickly dissipated. He had already been teleported away.
The next moment, the red-skirted woman also stood on the teleportation array. Red light flashed in her hand, and she seemed to want to activate the teleportation array beneath her feet as well.
However, the teleportation array had just lit up with a layer of white light, as if it was about to be activated, but the next moment it suddenly shook gently, and the white light instantly collapsed.
Seeing this scene, everyone present immediately realized that the corresponding teleportation array on the other side had been destroyed, and this teleportation array could not be used again in a short time.
At this moment, a series of muffled sounds of tearing echoed in their ears, and the black-robed Confucian scholar finally broke through the blue light bands that had trapped him, but his face turned pale and then white, as if he was extremely angry.
At the same time, spiritual light flashed at the entrance of the main hall, and four more streaks of light shot in. In an instant, four more Core Formation cultivators arrived.
Two old men, a red-faced fat cultivator, and a white-robed Confucian scholar. The white-robed Confucian scholar was none other than Mr. Bai Mo. It seemed that these people were all elders of the West Mountain Academy, looking as if they had come in a hurry, obviously all for the green-robed man who had just left.
These people swept their gazes around and immediately guessed that the person they were chasing had just left using the teleportation array. Everyone's faces instantly darkened.
The fat cultivator instantly came to the red-skirted female cultivator's side. "Your Highness, he escaped again."
The woman remained cold and expressionless, unable to discern her joy or anger. She simply waved her hand gently. The golden dragon she had released earlier had not been scattered. It circled in the air, transforming into a very exquisite dragon-shaped bracelet with its head and tail connected, landing on her wrist and emitting a low dragon roar.
Mr. Bai Mo, the black-robed Confucian scholar Feng, and the other two old men also gathered in front of the woman. Mr. Feng glanced at the teleportation array that had just been activated. "This teleportation array leads to the Cold Frost Continent in the northeast, which is the farthest of several teleportation arrays. This thief has actually escaped there, and it may be difficult to accurately find his trail again."
"Hmph, it won't be so easy to escape. He was already seriously injured in our siege not long ago, and he has also been hit by the princess's Yuan Soul Seal. As long as we quickly notify the other side to repair the teleportation array, we can catch up with this thief in at most seven or eight days," the fat cultivator snorted coldly.
As soon as his words fell, Princess Lingxi glanced at the five or six other teleportation arrays on the left and right and asked, "Where do these teleportation arrays lead to? Which ones might lead to a continent adjacent to the Cold Frost Continent?"
"Uh, it seems that Your Highness wants to chase after him immediately. But I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint Your Highness. The regions to which these teleportation arrays lead are not adjacent to the Cold Frost Continent. The Imperial family has ordered that each of the teleportation arrays controlled by our Imperial Pole Academy cannot exceed seven. These teleportation arrays all teleport to continents adjacent to our West Ridge Continent. Only this teleportation array leading to the Cold Frost Continent was established exceptionally a thousand years ago. However, if Your Highness wants to reach the Cold Frost Continent immediately, it's not impossible. There is another teleportation array hidden in the city," Mr. Feng frowned slightly, shook his head, and said. At the end, he suddenly thought of something and changed his tone.
"Senior Brother, are you talking about the secret teleportation array that was established four thousand years ago?"
"That's right, it's the teleportation array that leads directly to the Imperial City. As long as Your Highness returns to the Imperial City, the Imperial Pole Hall has teleportation arrays leading to all continents, and you can immediately go to the Cold Frost Continent. However, activating that teleportation array requires a secret method, and it can only teleport one person at a time. I wonder if Your Highness can use it."
"I have a family secret order in my hand, which can activate that teleportation array. Lead the way," Princess Lingxi's crisp voice rang out.
Mr. Feng did not act immediately, but instead looked at Mr. Bai Mo and the two senior brothers beside him. They exchanged glances, and Mr. Feng said, "I will lead the way for Your Highness. By the way, Junior Brother Bai, please take care of these fellow Daoists."
After speaking, Mr. Feng led the others out of the hall. They hurried away, not paying much attention to Zhang Ling and the red-browed man, as if they didn't exist.
The red-browed man and the female cultivator looked at each other, constantly sizing up these people, not knowing what they were thinking. Zhang Ling was quite relaxed, standing expressionlessly in place.
Suddenly, he sensed a gaze falling on him. It was actually the red-skirted woman glancing at him. He looked up and caught a glimpse of a flash of fire in her eyes.
The fire in her eyes had no heat at all, but was very calm, with a hint of coldness. Zhang Ling suddenly had a feeling that his disguise had been seen through. Could it be that she had seen through his disguise?
The woman's gaze was only fleeting and returned to normal. She followed the others out of the hall and transformed into several streaks of light, leaving instantly.
Listening to the conversation of these people just now, this woman is some kind of princess, and her status is not simple. She must be a direct descendant of the Long family.
In the Dragon Marsh Kingdom, not all direct descendants of the Long family have titles.
"I apologize for the laughter, fellow Daoists. The Imperial family is chasing a traitor, and our West Mountain Academy is assisting. I didn't expect the traitor to escape. Please don't spread this matter. You three fellow Daoists came here to use the teleportation array, right? This time, the teleportation fee is waived, Bai can make the decision," Mr. Bai Mo's voice entered Zhang Ling's ears.
This person walked towards Zhang Ling and the others with a smile, as if he was talking about an insignificant matter.
"Hehe, Mr. Bai, rest assured, Immortal Fairy Chang and I will naturally not be nosy."
"I am not a talkative person," Zhang Ling also replied expressionlessly.
Afterwards, Mr. Bai Mo chatted with them for a few more words and personally opened the teleportation array for them. The green-robed man had already been teleported away, so he would naturally not close the teleportation array again.
Zhang Ling stood on the teleportation array on the right. Under Mr. Bai Mo's gaze, his figure blurred and he was teleported away.
In an instant, only Mr. Bai Mo was left alone in this teleportation hall. The smile on his face also disappeared, becoming unusually calm, staring strangely at the teleportation array when the fleeing person was teleported away, not knowing what he was thinking.
As for the several Golden Core disciples in the hall earlier, they were already lying on the ground, their heads separated from their bodies. These people were unlucky enough to be killed by the green-robed man when he attacked Mr. Feng.
