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Chapter 313: The Floating City Code Dispute

Seeing this unexpected turn of events, many of the surrounding monks were shocked. They had never expected that the battle between the two would be so brief, with the winner decided in just half an hour.

A Foundation Establishment cultivator in a gray robe, his eyes wide open, muttered to himself, "How could this happen? How did Brother Han Xiao suddenly lose?"

A Jindan cultivator with a face full of flesh laughed loudly with his mouth wide open: "Haha, Han Xiao, let's see how long you can keep your stubbornness!" He flew forward several feet while laughing, his eyes full of pride and greed, as if he had already seen that after the black-robed cultivator asked Han Xiao about the secret of the floating city, he would also get a share of the pie.

Some neutral Jindan cultivators, although their expressions were calm, were secretly calculating in their hearts.

A white-robed Jindan cultivator crossed his arms across his chest, narrowing his eyes slightly. He thought to himself, "This black-robed cultivator's strength is indeed not to be underestimated, but the secrets of this floating city may not be so easily obtained. The dozens of cultivators here will definitely not let him go easily. I'll wait and see what happens. Maybe I can even profit from it."

Those foundation-building cultivators with lower cultivation levels were even more terrified at this moment.

They had previously only watched from afar, but now, seeing Han Xiao severely injured, they worried that the fight might affect them. A young female Foundation Establishment cultivator, her face pale with fear, clutched the sleeve of a fellow disciple nearby and said in a trembling voice, "Brother, let's leave quickly! This place is too dangerous."

Although her senior brother was also afraid, he still pretended to be calm and comforted her: "Don't panic, junior sister, we will see how the situation develops."

The black-robed monk stood two feet above Han Xiao, looked at the monk flying towards him and shouted coldly: "Tan Yan, if you are not afraid that the Black Blood Ancestor will find you, then keep coming."

When Tan Yan, with a face full of flesh, heard the words, he stopped in his tracks, and began to struggle in his heart. Fine beads of sweat gradually seeped out of his forehead.

The name of the Black Blood Ancestor was well-known in the Yuanling Continent among cultivators below the Divine Transformation stage. He was known for his ruthlessness and cruelty, and had brought vengeance upon many sects and Divine Transformation cultivators who had been his enemies.

I am a small Yuanying-stage sect. If I rob Han Xiao, will the resources of the floating city allow me to advance to the Shenhua stage and compete with him?

If I give up, I may lose this opportunity forever, and if I miss it, I may never be able to break through my current level in this lifetime.

He looked at the other cultivators around him again. Those neutral Jindan cultivators seemed to be watching and had no intention of taking action.

Some monks are also eager to try and are waiting and watching.

If he could unite with some monks to fight against the black-robed monk, he might be able to get a share of the floating city.

His eyes rolled, and he said with a smile, "Since this is the person that Black Blood Ancestor has chosen, it's not easy for a small sect like me to stop him. However, there are dozens of cultivators present, including disciples from large sects and high-level independent cultivators. I'm afraid many of them will not agree."

This sentence revealed the ill intentions of the monks present, and everyone around them stared at Han Xiao and the other person in the middle with a covetous look.

The black-robed monk's face darkened slightly when he heard Tan Yan's words. He knew that although most of the monks around him were wary of the Black Blood Ancestor's reputation, the secrets of the floating city were too tempting, and there was no guarantee that some would not take the risk.

The monks whose thoughts were revealed by Tan Yan had different expressions.

The disciples of several major sects remained calm. Although they also coveted the secrets of the floating city, the sect's rules and reputation prevented them from acting rashly.

However, those high-level independent cultivators are different. They are not bound by any sects and act only based on their own interests.

A one-eyed wandering cultivator floated forward a distance, his single eye fixed intently on the black-robed cultivator. He sneered, "Don't think you can scare us all off by bringing up the Black Blood Ancestor. The secrets of this floating city are of paramount importance. If you monopolize them, I'm afraid even your Blood Demon Sect won't be able to withstand the combined efforts of all the cultivators."

The black-robed monk snorted coldly, "Don't overestimate your abilities, you people. If you want to snatch it from me, consider your own strength first."

Although Han Xiao was seriously injured, he was still conscious. He looked at the monks around him who were watching him eagerly, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

He knew that he was like a piece of fat meat being stared at by a pack of hungry wolves, but he also understood that the conflicts among these monks might be his only chance of survival.

Seeing the atmosphere becoming tense, Tan Yan continued, "Black Robe, if you know what's good for you, hand over Han Xiao so that we can discuss how to deal with the secret of this floating city. Otherwise, don't even think about leaving here today."

The black-robed monk laughed in anger: "Just you? A bunch of rabble." As he spoke, he controlled his spiritual power, grabbed Han Xiao from the Xiyuan Sea below, and brought him to his side.

"In that case, let's all work together to kill Jiang Xu, the first disciple of the Black Blood Ancestor. Let's share the secret of the floating city together." A blue-clothed, green-belted Jindan cultivator suggested.

"good!"

"it is good!"

"Can!"

……

Most of the Jindan present agreed.

When the black-robed monk Jiang Xu heard everyone's response, his face turned extremely ugly.

He didn't expect that these monks would actually dare to unite to deal with him. He felt uneasy. If the ancestor didn't arrive soon, he might become the victim of everyone and die here.

It was all Tan Yan's fault. If he hadn't bewitched the cultivators present, I believe no one would not be afraid of the ancestor's power.

Jiang Xu glared at Tan Yan fiercely, with anger in his eyes that seemed to burst into the sky.

"Jiang Xu, it's useless for you to look at me like this. It wasn't me who proposed the alliance, and you have also angered everyone. It's better to torture Han Xiao about the secret of the floating city now to avoid more trouble. This way, it's good for you, me, and everyone!" Tan Yan said with a smile.

As soon as Tan Yan finished speaking, five or six Jindan cultivators began to fly towards the center with a very clear purpose.

Seeing that things were beyond his control, Jiang Xu was panicked. They were not afraid of the ancestor's revenge. He knew that he must not show weakness at this moment.

He took a deep breath and said with forced calmness, "Do you think I will let you succeed so easily? Don't even think about taking Han Xiao away from me today. If anyone breaks within thirty feet, I will kill Han Xiao."

The surrounding monks couldn't help but stop thirty feet away from them and surrounded the space they were in.

Han Xiao knew very well that he would not be able to escape death today no matter what. Even if he could escape from Jiang Xu's hands, he could not escape the clutches of so many monks with evil intentions. He had already made up his mind to die, closed his eyes, and waited for the outcome of their final fight.

Seeing this, Shi Chen released the Golden Realm, and in an instant all the cultivators within fifty feet were enveloped.

He flew out slowly towards Han Xiao, with a smile on his face, his hands behind his back, his robe fluttering in the wind, and his eyes full of confidence.

"Senior, please think twice. I'm afraid you won't be able to bear the power of the Black Blood... Ancestor!" Jiang Xu suppressed his inner panic and stammered.

"Black Blood Ancestor?" Shi Chen said disdainfully, "I've never heard of him!"