The conversation at Qiuming Mountain fell silent.

The countless sounds of bows and crossbows suddenly rang out.

Everyone present had a drastic change in expression.

Many people who came to this Spiritual Spring auction were elite members of families and sects, but many were also attendants.

Those crossbow arrows directly aimed at those attendants.

Swish swish swish!

As soon as the sound of the crossbows arose, several people had already fallen into pools of blood.

Everyone understood that Qiuming Mountain intended to establish its dominance.

"Don't panic! Take action!" Almost instantly, Su Wu snapped back to reality.

If they remained idle, they'd be like fish on a chopping board.

The urgent task was to resist in any way if possible.

As he spoke, Su Wu had already dashed forward.

With a swing of his treasured sword, he directly killed three crossbowmen.

Feng Wuji cursed under his breath: "Uncle Nong, take action!"

He also charged forward, attacking those crossbowmen.

Nong Huaji, who was beside Feng Wuji, was the Feng Family Patriarch's personal bodyguard. Though Feng Wuji didn't know the extent of Nong Huaji's martial skills, dealing with a few top fighters shouldn't be beyond him.

This time, Feng Wuji just came out for leisure, and besides practicing, he hadn't brought any weapons.

Empty-handed, he rushed out.

However, those crossbowmen were evidently well-trained, knowing not to kill Feng Wuji but that didn't mean he couldn't be injured.

So, the moment Feng Wuji took action, the crossbowmen had already locked onto his limbs and other non-vital parts.

Feng Wuji originally thought his skills had improved tremendously, giving him fight-worthy ability.

But in front of these crossbows, he couldn't exhibit his skills at all.

Just as he charged forward, a crossbow bolt narrowly missed his arm.

Feng Wuji broke into a cold sweat.

Due to limited real combat experience, seeing people constantly die around him, he became somewhat dazed.

"Young Master, I'll protect you!" Just when Feng Wuji was in a daze, Nong Huaji was already in front of him.

In Nong Huaji's hands were two weapons resembling sickles, swirling up and down, blocking all the crossbow arrows aimed at Feng Wuji.

However, even so, Nong Huaji couldn't spare any hands and was unable to counterattack actively.

The scene turned into complete chaos.

Gongsun Fengying also took action.

The iron staff in her hand spun continuously, and with each strike, it almost always knocked away a section of crossbow arrows.

But, it was still to no avail.

Although Gongsun Zhi wasn't young anymore, his skills were not weak, yet he was still forced to retreat repeatedly by the crossbow arrows.

"This isn't a solution!"

Gongsun Fengying shouted, "Grandfather, what should we do?"

Gongsun Zhi smiled bitterly but didn't have time to react before a crossbow bolt pierced his thigh, making him kneel on the ground with a thud.

"Grandfather!" Gongsun Fengying panicked, quickly rushing to Gongsun Zhi's side to shield him.

Luo Huasheng and Liao Chan were also continuously dodging the crossbow bolts.

Yet, like the others, it was to no avail.

Qiuming Mountain sneered, as if watching a game, one hand gently pinching the chin of the woman beside him: "Qiuxiang, is it entertaining?"

Pan Qiuxiang had never seen such a scene before?

She had previously followed Zhu He, knowing Zhu He was not simple, and that he had some mysterious means.

Yet, it was only after she followed Qiuming Mountain that Pan Qiuxiang truly understood the saying, "there's always someone better" and "there's a heaven beyond the heavens".

Especially after Qiuming Mountain used Gu worms to make her face radiant and rosy, Pan Qiuxiang was even more devoted to Qiuming Mountain: "Master, it's entertaining."

Her eyes were charming, her demeanor enchanting.

Qiuming Mountain laughed heartily, looking towards Gong Cheng: "Elder Gong, how about it, is there any movement on the Heavenly Master Tao side?"

Gong Cheng hurried forward, respectfully said: "According to the information from our scouts, Zhang Chonglou should have received the news and is rushing over here with people."

"Heh, great, before Zhang Chonglou arrives, control everyone here." Qiuming Mountain lazily waved his hand, his gaze again falling on the crowd.

The ground was already a river of blood.

Dozens of people had died.

Moreover, most of the others were also injured.

Su Wu's left arm was hit by a crossbow, and although he barely coped, it was merely the last gasp of strength.

Though Feng Wuji had Nong Huaji's protection, Nong Huaji wasn't made of iron, and even if uninjured, his stamina was quickly depleting.

"This isn't a solution!"

Nong Huaji's face was somber, shooting Su Wu a deep look, then looking at Yang Hongfu.

He whispered: "Young Master, I'll capture that Qiuming Mountain, otherwise, once he succeeds, we will be completely passive."

Feng Wuji now regained his senses, inexplicably recalling Ye Guichen.

"Ah, if Brother Ye were here, it would be great." He glanced at Nong Huaji, now drenched in sweat: "Uncle Nong, don't worry; I'll be fine."

Su Wu and Yang Hongfu shared the same sentiment.

From start to finish, Yang Hongfu hadn't taken action, only shielding Zhang Chongchen and Luo Hongyi, continuously waving the iron fan to block arrows for them.

Yang Hongfu understood clearly that Qiuming Mountain's methods were too ruthless.

There would be no leftover survivors.

This time, if Qiuming Mountain indeed succeeded, the Eternal Life Hall's scheme would be halfway achieved.

"Why hasn't Master arrived yet?" Yang Hongfu furrowed his brows; his original gray robe was already stained blood-red.

In fact, given Yang Hongfu's skills, escaping shouldn't be a problem.

However, once Yang Hongfu escaped, Luo Hongyi and Zhang Chongchen would likely face death.

For Qiuming Mountain, neither Luo Hongyi nor Zhang Chongchen were as valuable as Yang Hongfu, so in comparison, those without value could die.

"Senior Brother, don't mind us, think of a way to leave here yourself." Luo Hongyi's lips had already started to darken.

The poison was clearly spreading.

She handed the talisman in her hand to Yang Hongfu: "The things inside were just taken from that Yin Ghost Sect member; send them off after you return."

Yang Hongfu didn't take it, turning his back to Luo Hongyi, his eyes already a bit red: "Junior Sister, stop saying nonsense! I believe Master will surely come to save us, just wait a bit longer. Besides, if you die, and I'm left alone in the world, what use is that?"

Luo Hongyi was stunned, a slight smile curling at her lips, her eyes seemed to fall into some kind of memory, saying weakly: "Senior Brother, when we were little, in the orphanage, you always protected me. After being selected by our Master as disciples, I hoped one day I could protect Senior Brother, but I didn't expect to still be so useless, needing Senior Brother's protection today."

"Don't talk, save your strength, I believe in Master!" A glimmer of crystal shimmered in Yang Hongfu's eyes as he directly instructed: "Junior Brother Zhang, how are you holding up?"

Zhang Chongchen wasn't as severely injured as Luo Hongyi and nodded firmly: "I'm okay."

"Great, protect your senior sister well, I'm going to tackle Qiuming Mountain!"

With that, without further ado, he tore off his gray robe, quickly removing a vest from underneath, tossing it to Zhang Chongchen: "Put it on her."

"Senior Brother?" Seeing that vest, Luo Hongyi was momentarily dazed: "This, this is the Golden Armor Shuttle Clothing that you've never parted with since childhood, you..."

"Stop the nonsense!" Yang Hongfu shouted: "Qiuming Mountain, be prepared to call back your life!"

With a wave of the iron fan, countless steel needles flew out from the fan, directly killing more than a dozen crossbowmen.

Simultaneously, Yang Hongfu's figure swayed, like a Banished Immortal descending from the heavens, dashing within a blink to ten steps away from Qiuming Mountain.