This sudden upheaval was undoubtedly beyond everyone's expectations.
While the Yin Demon Old Monster was roaring madly outside, within the Cyan Creek Sect, everyone's eyes were somewhat gloating.
After all, although they did not obtain that Wood Spirit Seed,
the Yin Demon Sect, which had repeatedly interfered, also ended up with nothing.
The Yin Demon Old Monster, who had possessed the bald man, turned his gaze after a bout of roaring,
coldly staring at Xin Wuya, with black mist swirling around him.
"Was it you who caused this?"
At this moment, Xin Wuya's expression and gaze were extremely complex.
"If I could indeed call upon a Nascent Soul Stage senior, I wouldn't have let you force me to let go."
The Yin Demon Old Monster took another deep look at Xin Wuya, knowing that what he said was reasonable.
Only a Nascent Soul Cultivator could have directly withstood his possession attack.
