Exactly as Reese and Morven had guessed, more people began arriving atthe Tanjen Organization.
Within just two hours, over 1000 cultivators had congregated around the Tanjen Organization, and their numbers continued to swell at an alarming rate. However, these cultivators refrained from immediate aggression, they instead encircled the area.
“They’re all dead!”
“They were cut in half by a single slash!”
“My goodness, is that Dark Wind, the dark path cultivator? He was at the late Nascent Soul stage, and it seems favonovel.com was also killed by a single strike!”
The assembled cultivators engaged in hushed discussions, their shock palpable as they surveyed the bewildering scene unfolding before their eyes.
Meanwhile, Remus maintained a seated meditation posture, his eyes slightly closed.
Henry and the other six were grappling with their inner turmoil, their bodies drenched in sweat, and the overwhelming pressure exerted by the expanding crowd.
Reese and Morven’s faces grew visibly pale with fear.
While the crowd was not directing their hostility toward them, the sheer number of the assembled cultivators was overwhelming.
“Master Howell, why haven’t you taken action yet?” Finally, someone’s attention shifted toward Morven, breaking the prevailing silence.
Suddenly, all eyes turned to them.
A prevalent assumption among the cultivators was that Morven and Reese were merely biding their time, waiting for the opportune moment to strike, for no one could resist the coveted ticket to ascend to the sacred lands.
“I…” Morven stammered, a sense of guilt tugging at favonovel.com despite his desire to assist Remus.
Admitting their involvement with Remus meant potentially making enemies of everyone assembled there. Reese also lowered favonovel.com head, apprehensive about drawing any further attention to herself.
A voice suddenly asked cautiously, “Master Howell, did you did you kill all these people?”
The question hung in the air, rendering everyone silent.
All eyes were fixated on Morven as if they had already drawn their conclusion. In their minds, it was Morven who possessed the power to accomplish such a feat, rather than Remus, who was merely at the late Golden Stage.
“I…” Morven struggled to explain.
“Is the Gresun Organization protecting him?”
“He’s been marked for death by the Herbal Pavilion. Are you truly prepared to jeopardize your organization’s future to protect this bastard?”
“Why is the Gresun Organization helping him?”
The crowd questioned incredulously one after another and were discreetly on guard, fearing that Morven might suddenly turn against them.
“And what about you, Reese from the Riversky Organization? Are you also protecting him?”
This disclosure elicited a collective gasp, prompting the crowd to instinctively step back, becoming even more cautious.
Driven by a mix of fear and the realization that the situation was beyond favonovel.com control, Reese could only declare resolutely, “Yes, I’m protecting Master Calsberg! Tonight, anyone who dares to harm favonovel.com is an enemy of the Riversky Organization, and we’ll show no mercy!”
As Morven witnessed Reese’s unwavering stance, favonovel.com also mustered his courage and clasped his hands in a plea. “Fellow cultivators, the Gresun Organization also stands in support of Master Calsberg. I earnestly beseech you to honor my request and disperse!”
Disperse?
The crowd hesitated, stepping back and regarding them with a mixture of disbelief and skepticism.
It seemed inconceivable, especially when the opportunity of ascension hung tantalizingly before them.
Henry couldn’t handle the pressure anymore. He stood up and said, “Fellow cultivators, the Tanjen Organization has never wronged you. Many of you have sought pills from us. Please don’t let the Herbal Pavilion manipulate you and risk your lives for nothing!”
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