Elder Chen arrived soaring on a flying carpet, his Foundation Establishment Stage's powerful Spiritual Essence and Divine Sense tightly controlling the scene.
He looked at the chaotic scene in front of him, disciples lying injured and moaning everywhere, and the Guiyun Inn engulfed in roaring flames and thick smoke, furrowing his brows, his expression becoming even more pained.
"Ah, why are you fighting?" Elder Chen waved his hand, and a large frigid rain shower fell, extinguishing the flames at the scene.
"Reporting to Elder, it's a female cultivator from your esteemed sect who struck first and injured us!" A young male cultivator from the Red Sun Sect stepped forward, indignantly accusing first.
"Wasn't it your vile words first?" Han Taomeng retorted angrily.
"Gentlemen resolve disputes through words, not fists. Besides, we only spoke the truth, it's you all who are narrow-minded and couldn't take it!" The male cultivator sneered continuously.
