Chapter 567

"This matter is no small thing and must be handled with caution, go quickly and contact the nearby orthodox sects, inform them so we can discuss countermeasures together."

Noel accepted the order and left, feeling secretly smug, he knew that once the orthodox sects intervened, no matter how strong Adam was, he wouldn’t escape their net, besides, he wasn’t lying, the power Adam displayed was indeed bizarre.

Before long, the cultivation world of the entire region began to boil over, major sects dispatched experts to the Gavel family to discuss how to deal with this possible demon race remnant, an encirclement targeting Adam quietly raised its curtains.

Adam, meanwhile, remained unaware of the impending storm, he was still spacing out in his small courtyard, one day, while spacing out and cultivating, he felt a powerful fluctuation of spiritual energy closing in.

He slowly raised his head, before long, a group of cultivators in various attires appeared overhead, blotting out the sky.

"Are you that demon race remnant?" A great cultivator stepped forward, drawing his sword and pointing it at Adam.

Demon race remnant? Adam couldn’t help but smile bitterly, he had never thought he would be slapped with such a label, but it was close enough, he was a remnant corrupted by the Evil God, Evil Gods and the demon race were indeed easy to confuse.

Just as he was about to respond, a crisp voice rang out, "On what grounds are you calling him a demon race remnant? Do you have conclusive evidence?"

Adam looked toward the voice, Morwen had arrived at some point, standing before the cultivators, eyes firm and entirely unafraid.

Why are you here? Adam was taken aback, but mostly he felt worry, her appearance would only drag her into danger.

"I cannot let you face all of this alone," although her voice was small, it was brimming with power, she continued.

"Big Brother Zeon has never done anything harmful to the heavens or against reason, you cannot determine he is a demon race remnant based solely on speculation."

The middle-aged cultivator sneered, "Little girl, you are still young and do not understand the sinister nature of this world, the demon race excels at disguise, they lurk among the crowd, waiting for the right moment to strike, we came here precisely to eradicate this threat."

"But..." Morwen wanted to argue further, but Adam interrupted.

"Morwen, step back," his voice was calm and resolute.

He slowly walked out, his gaze sweeping over everyone before resting on the middle-aged cultivator, "If you want to capture me, then come and try, but let’s see if you have the ability!"

The cultivator’s face darkened, he hadn’t expected such defiance, but as a member of a prestigious orthodox sect, he couldn’t back down, he waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to prepare to attack.

Just as both sides were at daggers drawn, an aged yet majestic voice rang out.

"Hold on!"

Everyone looked toward the source, a white-haired elder slowly walked over, wearing a Daoist robe and holding a horsetail whisk, exuding an otherworldly aura.

It was the Gavel family’s Patriarch.

"Patriarch," Noel hurriedly stepped forward to bow.

The Patriarch nodded slightly, his gaze falling upon Adam, scrutinizing him carefully, a moment later, he spoke, "Zeon, I see that your aura is pure and devoid of demonic evil, however, this matter is of grave importance, are you willing to return to the Gavel family with me so we may use a secret art to verify your identity?"

Adam’s eyes instantly turned sharp as he picked up a wooden stick from the ground.

The stick seemed imbued with life, with a light swing, it brought about a fierce gust of wind, pointing straight at the middle-aged cultivator, his voice was deep and firm.

"I, Zeon, walk a straight path and sit upright, why do I need your Gavel family to verify anything? Today, if you want to lay a hand on me, you’ll have to ask if the stick in my hand agrees first."

This was, of course, a lie, he was someone corrupted by an Evil God, an existence far more terrifying than the demon race, naturally, he couldn’t return with the Gavel family, once he completely unleashed his power, that bizarre aura would require no verification at all.

Sure enough.

As Adam’s power surfaced, goosebumps rose on everyone’s skin, they stared at him in shock, to think it was such a bizarre power.

"It seems we cannot let you live," the Patriarch furrowed his brows, leading the orthodox cultivators to initiate battle.

Adam’s movements were swift and decisive, the wooden stick transformed into a divine weapon, every strike carried a howling wind, causing the air to tremble, an unyielding flame burned in his eyes, facing this siege, he showed not the slightest retreat.

"If you have the ability, then kill me right here," Adam sneered.

"Arrogant, get him," the Patriarch shouted.

At his command, the cultivators summoned their spiritual treasures, multicolored lights instantly enveloped Adam.

However, Adam wove through them like a swimming fish, brandishing the stick, he neutralized those attacks one by one, a few cultivators with weaker cultivation were struck by him, sent flying while coughing blood.

Morwen watched from the side, heart trembling with fear, she clenched her fists, nails digging into her palms, yet didn’t forget to shout.

"Big Brother Zeon, be careful," her voice was small but brimming with concern and courage, as if injecting invisible strength into Adam.

Noel grew even more infuriated, he hadn’t expected Adam to possess such strength, disregarding his status, he summoned a quaint jade pendant, it glowed brightly, transforming into a fierce sword beam that shot straight at Adam.

Adam felt the might of the sword beam and his heart tightened, but he didn’t back down, he took a deep breath, and that mysterious power surged once again.

He leaped into the air, the wooden stick traced a perfect arc, crashing against the sword beam and unleashing a deafening explosion.

As the smoke dispersed, Adam landed steadily, the sword beam had vanished without a trace, he looked at Young Master Noel, a cold and severe glint flashing through his eyes.

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