Just when everyone was at a loss, Ye Xuan's voice came slowly.

These words were like reassurance, making Tan Qingshan and others feel relieved.

Immediately afterwards, a new round of practice began!

Everyone was prepared and their eyes were sharp.

Boo hoo hoo——

The sword energy is released in all directions, densely packed, like a violent storm, without stopping!

"Ten Directions Breaking the Sky Formation!" Tan Qingshan shouted deeply and took the lead in taking action.

"Drink!" Everyone shouted in unison, holding flying swords and forming a formation, like iron buckets, blocking the dense sword energy!

At this time, Ye Xuan had already left Qizhu Forest and headed towards Huangji Peak leisurely.

Along the way, many people pointed fingers at Ye Xuan.

"This senior brother is finally willing to show up, after hiding for so long."

"Hehe, I thought he would hide until tomorrow."

"I guess I feel that my position as chief disciple will be lost tomorrow, so I came out today to enjoy my last moments."

"..."

Many disciples laughed.

There were also disciples with pitiful eyes and did not say anything.

Ever since Ye Xuan entered the Emperor's Immortal Sect, he has always suffered abuse and ridicule.

He doesn't care.

But some people always enjoy it.

"Weak people always like to find confidence in weaker people, which in itself is a sign of lack of confidence."

Ye Xuan stopped, glanced at the disciples, and said with a smile: "A truly strong person, when he is a weak person, thinks about how to become stronger and how to help the weak, rather than ridicule.

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Chapter completed!