Yang Che quickly retreated slightly to ensure he wouldn't be easily surrounded by these people.

"Junior Martial Uncles, I'm here to find Junior Martial Uncle Wen Xingyao; I have no ill intentions."

Seeing the unfriendly expressions on the faces of these Foundation Establishment Cultivators, Yang Che immediately stated his purpose.

These individuals were clearly led by a middle-aged scholar at the Foundation Establishment Stage.

The scholar frowned and asked very cautiously, "Which sect are you a Disciple of, and do you have an identity token?"

Yang Che pondered for a moment, preparing to take out his Qing Jian Sect Disciple token.

At this moment, a short Foundation Establishment Stage Early Phase Cultivator's expression suddenly changed, and he slapped his Storage Pouch, retrieving a crimson long blade Magical Artifact.

He quickly said, "Senior Brother Zhou, this person is Yang Che, a Disciple who fled in fear of punishment and is wanted by our sect's Discipline Hall."

"What?"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately became alert and also took out their Magical Artifacts, pointing them all at Yang Che.

The middle-aged scholar surnamed Zhou waved his hand, signaling everyone to calm down.

He looked at the short Cultivator and asked, "Junior Brother Shikai, how are you sure this person in front of us is Yang Che?"

The short Shikai immediately cupped his hands and said, "Senior Brother Zhou, my cousin Shijiang is a steward in the Discipline Hall. These past few years, he has truly exhausted his mind over this matter of Yang Che. However, this Yang Che seemed to have evaporated, nowhere to be found. My cousin once secretly asked me to help him find this Yang Che, so I can confirm that this person is indeed Yang Che."

"So that's how it is."

The middle-aged scholar surnamed Zhou nodded and was about to question Yang Che when one of the male youths behind him, with 'peach blossom' eyes, suddenly, without any warning, launched a 'Wind Spear Spell' that shot rapidly towards Yang Che.

"Senior Brother Zhou, Senior Brother Shi, this person once fled in fear of punishment, but now he has suddenly appeared. He must have been sent by that Joyous Union Sect Devil Head Wu Chan, trying to confuse us so he can take Junior Sister Wen away again. I think we should quickly capture this person so we can exchange him for the antidote with Wu Chan."

This peach-eyed youth, at the Foundation Establishment Stage Early Phase, launched a Wind Spear Spell of astonishing power.

Yang Che did not dare to be careless and immediately used Wind Severing Shadow, narrowly but easily avoiding it.

The wind spear whistled, plunging into the forest, and after penetrating a large area of trees, it gradually dissipated.

These Foundation Establishment Cultivators saw Yang Che avoid the Wind Spear Spell without taking out any Magical Artifacts, and they couldn't help but shed some of their contempt.

Yang Che's expression gradually darkened.

From the sporadic words of these people, he vaguely caught several crucial terms.

Joyous Union Sect Devil Head Wu Chan?

Taking Junior Sister Wen away?

Antidote?

These people suddenly attacked without giving him a chance to explain, which naturally made Yang Che feel a bit indignant, but he also wondered if Wen Xingyao had been poisoned?

Yang Che's feelings towards Wen Xingyao were quite complex.

If Wen Xingyao hadn't allowed him two days to gather herbs in the Hanging Waterfall Medicine Garden that time, he wouldn't have gathered enough young herbs to refine the 'Pseudo Overlord Pill,' and it would have been even more impossible to obtain the Spirit Eye Tree seedling and a handful of precious spirit liquid.

And it seemed Wen Xingyao was also implicated because of that incident and was subsequently punished.

"Junior Martial Uncles, please hear me out."

Seeing that the peach-eyed youth was about to attack again, Yang Che immediately prepared to explain that his warrant had been canceled by Wulong Valley.

However, a hint of gloom and ruthlessness flashed in the peach-eyed youth's eyes. He directly flew out from the crowd, violently waved a large green flag in his hand, and a green wind dragon roared out, fiercely lunging towards Yang Che.

This peach-eyed youth showed no intention of merely capturing Yang Che; he immediately used a killing move, aiming to put Yang Che to death.

"Junior Brother Liu, wait!"

The middle-aged scholar surnamed Zhou seemed to sense that something was amiss and immediately shouted loudly.

However, the peach-eyed youth was determined. The moment the wind dragon pounced on Yang Che, he gritted his teeth, pulled out a Spirit Stone to frantically replenish his magical power, then moved a finger, and a Spirit Talisman floated before him.

Without any hesitation, he chanted a Spell to activate the Spirit Talisman, and a black-green storm, dozens of feet high, suddenly appeared out of thin air. As the youth pointed forward, the storm immediately began to swirl, sweeping towards Yang Che at an extremely fast speed.

"What's wrong with Junior Brother Liufeng? He even used an Intermediate-grade 'Storm Talisman'!"

The group of Foundation Establishment Cultivators showed surprise, yet none of them stopped him.

Although the middle-aged scholar surnamed Zhou's expression was somewhat grim, he also did not intervene after his warning proved ineffective.

Yang Che finally got angry!

Even a mud figurine has a three-point temper.

Moreover, after hearing the name 'Liufeng,' Yang Che immediately understood what was going on.

This peach-eyed youth, Liufeng, clearly harbored murderous intent after learning that he was Yang Che, with every attack aiming to kill him.

Since this Liufeng was seeking death, Yang Che was naturally happy to grant his wish.

Three hundred and twenty-four Flying Fire Needles had already flown out, circling around Yang Che, forming a dense 'needle net' for defense.

Under the protection of the Flying Fire Needle net, Yang Che used 'Wind Severing Shadow,' narrowly avoiding the wind dragon, and then the black-green storm arrived, engulfing Yang Che.

When Liufeng saw the green storm engulf Yang Che, a smile appeared on his face.

The feeling of immense heartache quietly dissipated at this moment; he felt it was worth it.

After all, this was an Intermediate-grade Spirit Talisman, and using it against a Qi Refinement Stage Cultivator did seem a bit like overkill.

Yang Che, within the storm, had a solemn expression. The moment he was engulfed, he unhesitatingly quickly integrated the remaining thirty-six Flying Fire Needles, forming the strongest 'Tai Xuan Hidden Light Formation' he could currently deploy, protecting himself in the very center.

The tearing force of the storm was extremely powerful, and it was very strenuous for Yang Che to maintain this complete Tai Xuan Hidden Light Formation composed of three hundred and sixty Flying Fire Needles for a long time.

Fortunately, after integrating magical power with Ancient God Power, Yang Che's magical power consumption decreased when casting the same Spells.

Although it was strenuous at the moment, he could still maintain it for a considerable amount of time.

Yang Che took out a Mid-Grade Spirit Stone and held it in his palm to replenish himself.

At the same time, after the situation stabilized, a hint of strangeness appeared in Yang Che's eyes. He used 'Stealth Technique' on himself to avoid external Divine Sense probes, then activated the Heaven and Earth Chaos Art, absorbing these green storms bit by bit into his body to temper his Physical Body.

As time passed, the pressure on Yang Che within the storm grew smaller and smaller. His Physical Body absorbed this pure wind spiritual power, becoming even tougher!

Outside the storm, the group of Cultivators, especially Liufeng, grew increasingly puzzled.

Normally, a Qi Refinement Stage Disciple, when fully struck by an Intermediate-grade offensive Spirit Talisman, absolutely could not survive.

But what puzzled him at this moment was that the storm, which had clearly engulfed Yang Che, kept spinning and was even gradually shrinking!

Just as everyone grew more and more suspicious, a blue figure suddenly rushed out from the now tiny storm, moving at an incredible speed.

Liufeng's peach-blossom eyes widened. After seeing that the figure was actually Yang Che, the three words 'impossible' had just flashed through his mind when he saw a sword light suddenly flash before his eyes. At the same time, he felt a sharp pain in his neck and saw his body separate from his head.

His head rolled far away, and only then did blood gush from his neck, followed by his body collapsing to the ground with a thud.

Liufeng died with his eyes wide open, filled with unwillingness and shock.

Yang Che rushed out using 'Wind Severing Shadow,' and after wielding Sword Four to slice off Liufeng's head, he immediately put Sword Four into the Void Illusion Magic Stone Space.

At the same time, without any hesitation, he once again used 'Wind Severing Shadow,' rapidly leaping back a hundred feet to stand at the edge of the forest.

After their initial shock and daze, the group of Foundation Establishment Cultivators immediately prepared to furiously kill Yang Che. At this moment, a sinister, strange laugh suddenly echoed from the forest:

"Hahaha, so this is what they call a 'renowned righteous sect,' with so many Foundation Establishment Cultivators bullying a single Qi Refinement Stage Cultivator. Truly an eye-opener!"

"It's Wu Chan!"

The expressions of the Foundation Establishment Cultivators immediately changed drastically. Except for the middle-aged scholar surnamed Zhou, all the Foundation Establishment Stage Early Phase Cultivators showed fear and collectively retreated several feet!