Ning Xuezhe seemed so powerful!
It was said that producing the Thousand Sound Flute was extremely difficult. Up until now, no one had been able to reproduce it.
Despite that, Ning Xuezhe had actually made it!
Zhu An'an stuttered once again. "Are you the creator of the Thousand Sound Flute?"
Before Ning Xuezhe could answer, Madman Junior rushed to answer, "Impossible, the creator of the Thousand Sound Flute has already died."
Madman Senior paused. "Wasn't that just a rumor? Could it be true?"
"That's right. Someone saw it with his own eyes!" Madman Junior said very seriously.
Madman Senior shook his head and looked at Madman Junior. "They were wrong. The rumors are ridiculous. You can't just think that everything is true."
Ning Xuezhe did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Let me explain. I'm the creator of the Thousand Sound Flute. That's why I know how to reproduce and play the Thousand Sound Flute."
Madman Senior coughed, and then his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. "I did not expect it to really be you. What's with the rumor about the creator of the Thousand Sound Flute dying?"
Zhu An'an also said in shock, "People are so malicious. They really just want you dead."
"Yeah." Zhu Asi patted Zhu An'an's shoulder. "Don't get too upset. You have to calm down."
Zhu An'an nodded thoughtfully. "Alright."
"Everyone, please gather around me. There are tea and snacks here. Our master has invited you over."
At this moment, an old man appeared with a smile.
He was wearing the robes of an immortal and holding a horsetail whisk in his hand. It was obvious that he came with ill intentions.
"Were you invited by the Immortal Venerable?"
Feng Yunche stood straight and looked at the others, signaling them to look at the newcomer.
The others stood up and looked at the immortal.
"No, but I'm a friend of the Immortal Venerable."
The old man chuckled and looked at the crowd. Lightning was faintly being emitted from his hand.
Zhu Asi and the others smelled something burning. Looking down, the grass was charred.
Zhu Asi frowned.
It was obvious that the person in front of them was threatening them.
Why did the Immortal Venerable keep harassing them?
Previously, they could have made peace with the Immortal Venerable. However, the Immortal Venerable did not want that. He wanted to keep hurting them.
Zhu Asi understood.
Zhu An'an and Zhu Asi had the same thoughts.
They had only respected the Immortal Venerable before due to his seniority. However, the Immortal Venerable was relentless and had even sent someone to continue harassing them.
The Immortal Venerable was the one in the wrong, but he kept trying to hurt them.
This kind of person could not be respected.
Looking at the old man in front of him, Madman Senior shouted, "What if we don't go with you? Do you think we'll be afraid of mere lightning?"
Madman Junior started to speak. There was a slight sneer on his lips. "The people in the Black Prison are not afraid of anything. Why would we be afraid of you, old fool?"
"You're just a kid from the Black Prison. Do you really think you're that powerful?"
The old man snorted. He was clearly expressing his displeasure.
Madman Junior was not to be trifled with. He snarled and looked at the old man in front of him with disdain.
"If you continue to treat me like this, I'll make you suffer!"
The old man laughed out loud. "What a joke. I'm a thousand-year-old ancestor who was born in the world of immortal cultivation. Do you think you're that powerful? Don't think too highly of yourself."
These words infuriated Madman Junior. Madman Junior glared and rushed forward. He was waving his fist. He wanted to punch the old man.
Although the old man looked to be over fifty years old, his body was very agile, and he dodged to the side.
After dodging, the old man stretched out his hand and hit Madman Junior.
A golden palm flew toward Madman Junior.
Madman Junior did not expect this old man to know this move. His entire body emitted a purple light to block.
The old man stepped forward and pushed Madman Junior over.
Madman Junior did not expect this old man to have such a trick up his sleeve. His body instantly flew toward the golden light in front of him.
Seeing that the situation was not right, Madman Senior hurriedly went forward, intending to help Madman Junior block the attack.
In the end, he was stopped by Jiang Ming. Jiang Ming could see that the place where the golden light shone would burn, so he used a water technique to block it.
The water surged toward the golden light and instantly extinguished it.
The old man did not expect his spell to be broken. His face turned pale, and golden light shot out from his hand again.
This time, the golden light could drown people. However, with a snap of Jiang Ming's fingers, the golden light in front of him was frozen into ice.
The old man held his breath again and finally transformed into a huge demon.
The demon roared at Jiang Ming and the others, and blood spurted out of its mouth. It was putrid.
Zhu Asi was so disgusted that he almost threw up.
The others also felt disgusted and wanted to escape.
The old man was smug. He planned to launch a sneak attack.
Jiang Ming had lost his patience. He had been worried that the old man might use some powerful techniques.
But it turned out he was just disgusting!
Thinking of this, a huge light appeared in his hand and surrounded the old man.
The old man only felt that his entire body seemed to be wrapped in something. He began to struggle against the barrier that had wrapped around him with all his might.
"What have you done to me?"
The old man was furious, but he could not break free at all.
Madman Junior knew about Jiang Ming's spell, and he immediately became smug.
He knew very well that it was impossible for the old man to break free.
It was simply wishful thinking to break free.
Jiang Ming did not answer. He just looked at the old man in front of him and let him struggle.
The old man struggled with all his might. When he realized that Jiang Ming was not talking, he instantly became furious, but he did not know what to do. He suddenly became restless.
"Hey, hey, hey! Hurry up and tell me what you're doing!"
The old man had no patience at all. He kept releasing spiritual energy from his hands. However, the spiritual energy spread to the surroundings and caused the old man to suffer a terrible backlash.
The old man spat out a mouthful of blood. Not long after, he started to cough out more blood.
He was dizzy and almost fell to his knees.
Seeing this, Madman Junior was extremely satisfied and cheered in his heart.
