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Blood water spread, making Gongming Yue instinctually take a step back, but just as he retreated, an axe appeared behind his head.
Wang Qizheng's hand had somehow produced a large axe, its blade pointed straight at the back of Gongming Yue's skull. He bared his teeth in a smile, "Don't move, or my axe won't recognize anyone."
That axe emitted the cries and roars of Yin Beasts and Wandering Souls.
This set Gongming Yue's Divine Soul on alert, making his scalp tingle.
His Adam's apple bobbed as he forced a smile, "Perhaps there's some misunderstanding among fellow Daoists?"
"Indeed, there are some misunderstandings."
Wang Qizheng said, "I just want to know, what misunderstanding you have that you dare set a trap in my territory?"
"What do you mean? I harbor no intent to harm anyone."
Gongming Yue said, "Did I not say? I came to help you upon hearing Daoist Sun's words, to confront the Demonic Path together."
"That's exactly the issue."