Who let him join the Sword Sect?!

However, although he was forced to come here, Xiao Han was not panicked. He knew that in the end, only Goudao would win.

The plan now was to make these people first get chaotic. Only when they were in chaos could he slip away unnoticed from this place.

Not only could he leave, but he might also gain great rewards.

The reward of picking up the remains of a Nascent Soul!

Xiao Han's heart already had a plan.

He didn't dare glance at Ling Jiao, the Divine Sense of a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Stage was far superior to his own. Any hint of malice would be detected.

"The Ghost Horse Skill, refining cultivators into Ghost Horse Slaves. Humph, Ling Jiao, little did you know that your greatest strength is also the cause of your downfall."

At this moment, Xiao Han stood at the back, and a cold light shimmered beneath his cloak as a Magical Treasure was nestled in his hand.

A piece of Yin Yang Jade Ruyi.

This item came by chance and was specifically used to counter the Ghost Horse Skill. Even the Ghost Horse Slaves of a Nascent Soul would be affected. Though it couldn't be used by him, freeing them was still achievable.

Only, after using it this time, this piece of Yin Yang Jade Ruyi would probably be useless.

Han Xiao closed his eyes, contemplating, trying to suppress his presence, pondering how to redirect disaster without getting noticed, and where he should hide afterward...

"Among those who have come here today, I am not the only one with malicious intentions, especially those cultivators from other branches of the Hundred Demons Sect. If I can set them against each other..."

Xiao Han thought to himself, seeing Ling Jiao was nearing the end of his speech, his heart was decided, and he prepared to act.

Ling Jiao did not notice Xiao Han; he stood with hands behind his back, loudly addressing everyone present.

"All that is seen and heard within the Spirit Realm is mere illusion, but do not take it lightly, whether you can join the Demon Sect depends entirely on your performance!"

"Only those who manage to reach the mountaintop can join my Ghost Horse Helm."

However, just as he finished speaking, suddenly someone hoarsely said.

"Heh, just treating us like pawns."

The voice was quite annoying.

Everyone looked toward where the voice came from, at the black-clad person standing at the back.

Xiao Han was stunned.

He didn't speak! Where did that voice come from? It seemed to be from behind him!

Xiao Han, as sly as Goudao, was now being stared at by everyone, feeling uncomfortable, like ants crawling all over him, even his defense was slow.

Like a shadow dragged into the sunlight...

"It wasn't me." Xiao Han's voice was somewhat distorted.

But no one believed him; although Xiao Han's voice was different from before, he couldn't deny it, after all, voices could be faked.

Of course, it wasn't him who spoke, it was Zhang Ze.

And Zhang Ze had no particular reason for choosing Xiao Han; he just thought this person was mute and didn't speak.

The other cultivators all had companions, their voices wouldn't immediately be discovered.

But this person was alone, never speaking from start to finish.

If not him, then who?

Meanwhile, Zhang Ze, the instigator, was fiddling with several pounds of aphrodisiac.

Taking advantage of everyone's attention on the mute, Zhang Ze quietly released the aphrodisiac bit by bit from his Beast Taming Ring.

The Young Master Ling Jiao knew the importance of the moment, and needed decisive actions, but before he could act decisively, a sudden change disrupted it.

He suddenly felt heat in his chest!

He was poisoned!

Reacting swiftly like him were those practitioners from Joyful Path...

Seeing this, Ling Jiao immediately felt murderous intent; this place was not to be compromised, he planned to leave them all here.

Kill them all.

Instantly, a Barrier descended, sealing the space of this place.

Cold and composed Xiao Han also felt Ling Jiao's murderous intent and immediately activated the Yin Yang Jade Ruyi in his hand. Meanwhile, his chest collapsed, and he flew back several meters, life or death unknown.

Jin Qiong's trusted few, upon receiving the Young Master's order, also started slaughtering loose cultivators on the spot.

The Ghost Infant in Jin Qiong's hand suddenly enlarged, crying and swooping towards a loose cultivator.

Lv You and Hen Hu both cast spells simultaneously, ghostly shadows flew out from behind them...

But what no one noticed was that behind Ling Jiao, the Ghost Horse Slave, the Nascent Soul-old man's dog ring on his neck suddenly showed a tiny crack.

Moments later, that dog ring shattered into pieces. The old man's eyes did not clear, still crazed, but he slammed a palm towards Ling Jiao's back...

At the same time, Jin Qiong and the others' Ghost Horse Slaves also broke free from control, starting to retaliate against their masters.

Not only that, everyone alive felt a surge in their blood.

Their little brothers beneath all stood at attention, every clash against enemies made their bodies heat up, becoming hard to restrain.

As for Zhang Ze...

Squatting with arms folded in a corner, watching the show.

"Fight, beat them to death, grab his hair! Bite his butt!"