#800 - Chapter 800 Tracing the Roots

Ye Ling returned to the Immortal Realm with Xiaoshan.

Inside the Zixia Pavilion, a sea of people knelt on the ground.

Ye Ling walked towards the throne with a dark face, her expression grim, and the people below didn't dare to breathe loudly.

"Are all the people here?"

Ye Ling scanned the people kneeling below and turned to ask Xuan.

Xuan knelt down abruptly and said, "Reporting to Lord Ling, people from two sects have not arrived."

"Which two sects?"

Ye Ling's exquisite face didn't show a hint of anger as she asked with a charming smile.

Seeing Ye Ling like this, the crowd kneeling below didn't dare to look up at Ye Ling even more.

Under normal circumstances, the more serious Ye Ling was, the easier it was to talk to her. Conversely, if Ye Ling was smiling, it was a sign of an impending storm.

"Xuan, tell me, what exactly is the situation? Why didn't they come?" Ye Ling was still smiling, her gaze towards Xuan without any ripples.

Xuan looked at Ye Ling like this and couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

He always felt that Ye Ling had become different after returning this time. She had become even more eccentric than before, as if she was a person who had suffered a blow, only pretending to be strong on the surface.

Xuan was smart and didn't say it out loud.

With Ye Ling's temperament, if he didn't say it, everyone would be fine, but if he did, he might be the one to suffer.

"Lord Ling, Luo Yangtian, the Sect Leader of the Xinghe Sect, was seriously injured some time ago and is recuperating, so he really can't come. As for the newly emerged Demonic Cult, we don't know where they are now. We can't find the leader, only some small fries. We have brought them all back."

Seeing that Ye Ling was in a fit of anger, Xuan didn't dare to disobey her, but instead explained in detail what had happened.

"Oh? Is the Xinghe Sect very powerful? Tell them to arrive within an hour no matter what. If they can't, the Immortal Realm will no longer have the Xinghe Sect!"

Ye Ling didn't care about anything else and said coldly.

Ye Ling's words immediately caused an uproar among many sects present.

It seemed that the sky of this Immortal Realm was about to change.

The Xinghe Sect used to be a prominent existence. Now that the Sect Leader has fallen, no one is protecting them.

As the rabbit dies, the fox mourns; as the lips are gone, the teeth feel the cold. Ye Ling's statement immediately caused everyone to discuss, and most of them had dissatisfied emotions.

"Xuan, bring up all the people from the Demonic Cult that you have captured. I have questions for them!"

"Also, hurry up and deal with the Xinghe Sect's matter!"

Ye Ling thought for a while and said directly to Xuan.

But Xuan was immersed in his own thoughts and didn't realize that Ye Ling was calling him until someone next to him nudged him, and then he reacted.

"This subordinate understands and will do it immediately!"

After Xuan reacted, he immediately cupped his fist towards Ye Ling.

Soon, those of the Demonic Cult who didn't have time to participate in the looting of the Xinghe Sect were brought up.

"Why did you attack the Xinghe Sect? Speak! Who instructed you?" Ye Ling asked, looking at the row of people kneeling below.

Her voice was extremely faint, but it carried supreme majesty.

The group of people kneeling below were all of extremely low status in the Demonic Cult, where had they seen such a formation?

Everyone saw that the Zixia Pavilion was incomparably luxurious, and the main hall was full of important figures, and they were constantly emitting pressure, which made the group of Demonic Cult people who had just entered dare not raise their heads.

Hearing Ye Ling's question, they tremblingly raised their heads, but found that sitting on the high seat above was a beautiful woman with a beautiful face, simply captivating the country and the city, but her expression was extremely indifferent, and even more with a sense of alienation that rejected people thousands of miles away, making people unable to look directly at her.

The Demonic Cult group only looked up at Ye Ling once, and were so frightened that they lowered their heads again, not daring to look at Ye Ling again, let alone utter a word.

"The Lord is asking you questions, can't you hear?"

Seeing that these people were not speaking, Xuan was immediately angry, and with a "clang" he drew out the saber at his waist.

As the precious sword was unsheathed, the temperature in the hall instantly dropped by several degrees, almost forming ice.

The others were fine, but those of the Demonic Cult were shivering directly in the cold air.

They were people of the Demonic Cult, and the colder the environment, the more uncomfortable their bodies were.

"We'll talk, we'll talk."

The boss didn't know where he had gone, and once they came to Zixia Pavilion, they almost had no hope of leaving, so it was better to let the people who caught them relax their vigilance first, and they would be more relaxed.

Hearing this, Ye Ling slightly raised her chin, signaling Xuan to release those who were tied up.

After the Demonic Cult people were untied, they didn't dare to be cunning anymore, and told the truth in detail.

"We are the lowest part of the Demonic Cult, and there are many things we don't know. We only know that the Xinghe Sect has a great feud with our Demonic Emperor, that's why we attacked the Xinghe Sect."

Xuan received Ye Ling's signal and immediately asked, "Think again, has there been anything strange in your Demonic Realm recently? For example, has anyone come to your Demonic Hall?"

The Demonic Cult people were confused after hearing this, because the time was too long, they couldn't remember clearly for a while.

Xuan was not in a hurry and quietly looked at them.

One person didn't see it, didn't know, could it be that two people, a group of people, also didn't know?

Sure enough, after only an incense stick of time. Someone excitedly shouted.

"I remembered. Someone was indeed active in our Demonic Cult before!"

Hearing this, Xuan leisurely said, "Very good, tell me everything you can think of."

"It's okay to say, but I have a condition." Seeing Xuan say this, the Demonic Cult person felt confident and suddenly became bolder.

"Do you have the qualifications to negotiate with me?" Xuan glared at the man with cold eyes, and with a "shua" sound, placed the sword on the man's neck.

"Don't, don't, don't, I'll honestly confess, I'll say everything." Seeing that Xuan was a tough guy, the Demonic Cult person immediately chickened out.

"You better be honest with me! Otherwise, my sword doesn't have eyes!"

Xuan looked at the man without a trace of emotion.

"Okay, I know. I won't dare anymore. It was still one night several months ago. At that time, almost all of our Demonic Cult people had been exterminated by the Xinghe Sect, that is, a few of us secretly ran out. Later, we met our Demonic Emperor. The Demonic Emperor was also seriously injured at that time."

The man said tremblingly.

"Continue to speak." Xuan said coldly when he saw that the man was no longer speaking.