"See? Scorpions everywhere, we can't escape at all." Jing Qiyao angrily slammed the tent flap down and sternly said, "How long do you plan to be so willful? Do you want everyone in the clan to die because of your willfulness?"
"Qiyao!" Wang Limeng's face darkened as she shouted, "How can you speak to your sister like that?"
Wang Limeng doted on her youngest daughter the most and certainly couldn't stand anyone scolding her precious child.
Jing Minyao was also furious. She couldn't help but take two steps forward, pointing at Jing Qiyao and scolding, "Such cowardice! Don't tell anyone you're a Jing family member from the Pangu Clan! You're disgracing Father."
"You!" Jing Qiyao's eyes widened in anger.
Jing Minyao continued to curse, "What are you panicking about?! Of course I have a plan. I've already sent two revered elders to deal with them. With Elder Jiang and Elder Lan, both at Level Nine Divine Realm cultivation, what can't they handle? It's ridiculous! What's the rush?"
Uncontainable Anger and a Foreboding Feeling
Jing Linyao's eyes were filled with suppressed anger.
"These sand scorpions must have been brought by the Crown Princess and her group. Right now, they've only released the scorpions to surround us; they haven't actively intended to harm anyone."
"If you resist rashly, I believe it will further infuriate her, and then things will get out of control..."
"Since when did Princess Jing of our Pangu Clan become such a coward?" Jing Minyao sneered mockingly at her.
At the same time, two revered elders of the Pangu Clan broke through a few encircling vines and suddenly rushed out from the main gate.
Before they could even make a move, both felt a sudden numbness in their legs.
They looked down to see their legs tightly entangled by vines that had shot up. The two revered elders instantly felt their balance unstable, and their entire bodies were pulled downwards.
Their hearts simultaneously sank.
Could mere small vines really hold two powerful Divine Realm experts?
The reason was clear: the opponent's control over the Five Elements was far superior to theirs.
"Who goes there?" The two revered elders steadied themselves, and Elder Lan, who was at the peak of Level Nine Divine Realm cultivation, spoke.
Elder Jiang, with a stern old face, sharply scanned Qiao Mu and her group in front of them.
Upon seeing them, his heart skipped a beat.
The lineup of the opposing team seemed somewhat unfathomable.
He wouldn't even mention the small poker-faced girl; she clearly looked young, so no matter how high her cultivation, it couldn't be too extraordinary.
But just the smiling man in the crimson robes standing beside her made it impossible to gauge his realm.
With Elder Jiang's discerning eye, he couldn't see through the man's realm, which made him suspicious and a sense of unsettling foreboding rose within him.
Moreover, behind this crimson-robed man stood two charming and smiling women.
There was also a half-bald, disheveled-looking ascetic monk.
A pair of twin brothers, and a young man smiling while holding a saber.
Elder Jiang's pupils slightly constricted. His gaze shifted to the side, landing on an eight or nine-year-old boy with tightly pursed lips and cold, piercing eyes fixed on him.
This boy looked quite young, but the sense of 沧桑 (cāngsāng - vicissitudes of life) in his eyes was deeply unsettling.
Who exactly were these people? The ethereal and terrifying aura around them seemed to suggest they weren't just Divine Realm cultivators...
Elder Jiang suddenly felt a pang of regret for having stepped forward and put himself in this exposed position.
He had a strong feeling that today's situation was likely to turn out badly.