Chapter 1072: Battle on the Brink

No!

Impossible!

There can’t possibly be a Nascent Soul Cultivator in this world!

Yin Honglin’s eyes scanned Gu Jin, attempting to discern her true cultivation.

But he couldn’t believe that Gu Jin, who effortlessly crippled Luo Xiangsheng, only had Golden Core Stage Cultivation.

This is simply impossible!

Chaos, everything is in chaos!

If Gu Jin truly is a master hiding her abilities, then all today’s arrangements are completely in vain.

Seeing the confusion on his face turn complex then uneasy, a subtle smile appeared at the corners of Gu Jin’s lips.

He pointed at the paralyzed Luo Xiangsheng on the ground and said, "He wanted to kill my disciple and even tried to kill me. I didn’t kill him out of vengeance, I’ve been merciful. Does Sect Master Yin have any objections?"

"..." Yin Honglin was thrown into turmoil.

Though Gu Jin appeared very calm, with a faint smile on her face, the fear in her heart known only to herself was evident in the deep cold light of her eyes.

"Demoness! You killed my master! There is an unending feud between the Luosha Sect and you!"

Suddenly, a voice full of rage could be heard.

"Kill her to avenge my master!"

"Kill! Avenge the martial uncle!!!"

"Avenge the martial ancestor!!!"

The Luosha Sect disciples, enraged, leapt onto the stage, encircling Gu Jin.

Each of them had a grim expression, emanating a fierce killing intent.

Seated below the stage, An Mingji, upon seeing this scene, was the first to become unsettled.

Allen, Yu Shuo, Jiang Hanyi, Wanqi Jingyi, Wanqi Heyang, in the blink of an eye, disappeared from sight.

Upon looking up again,

they saw An Mingji standing in front of Gu Jin on the stage, shielding her.

Seeing this, they also ascended to the martial arts stage.

The two sides faced off, a great battle ready to break out at any moment.

"Kill them!"

The leader of the Luosha Sect roared, and the disciples charged at Gu Jin and the others.

Allen, Yu Shuo, Jiang Hanyi, Wanqi Jingyi, Wanqi Heyang quickly rushed forward to engage in the fight.

In the chaos, An Mingji turned and embraced Gu Jin, retreating from the battle and standing at the edge of the martial arts stage.

He held Gu Jin in his embrace, his dark eyes fixed on the Luosha Sect disciples, watching them fall one by one.

These people dared to harm A Jin, thus they have no value to remain in this world.

Standing in the high seat, Yin Honglin narrowed his eyes, observing the chaos.

Seeing the Luosha Sect disciples fall one after another, his heart sank continuously.

Thinking of the arrangements with their cooperators, he called a disciple over and whispered a few words.

The disciple nodded and quickly left.

...

While the Hidden Market was plunged into chaos, the Beijing Yin Family was experiencing a horrific scene.

Today, the Yin Family rarely gathered together as Yin Yufei brought her son Yu Tianrui to visit her family.

Yin Zhiqiang, Yin Zhikun, Yin Geping, and Yin Madam Fang Dani were all present.

With Yin Yufei bringing her son home, the family was harmonious and joyful.

However, all this was shattered by a group of people who suddenly stormed into the mansion.

These people came aggressively, each with formidable cultivation.

The guards of the Yin Family mansion and the cultivators affiliated with the Yin Family’s Mingxin Sect were all subdued by the newcomers.

These people were clearly well-prepared, completely surrounding the Yin Family.

Yin Zhiqiang and Yin Zhikun, as the patriarchs, shielded the women and younger family members in their care, warily eyeing the crowd around them.

Until a woman, dressed in an exquisite gown as if attending a banquet, slowly entered the Yin Family hall, drastically changing the family’s expressions.

"Uncle Yin, long time no see."

The woman’s voice was laced with a smile.

As if she was just visiting, her words lacked no familiarity.