Fall: Rebirth

At this moment, an extremely cold voice that seemed to be able to penetrate the soul came: "Were you fighting just now?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a tall and mighty divine general wearing golden armor and holding a spear walking towards them with several divine soldiers with stern and majestic looks.

Judging from their appearance, it seemed that they just happened to be patrolling here.

For a moment, the scene fell into silence and no one dared to speak easily.

However, the general's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. With just a glance at the crowd, he had already seen through the truth of the matter - this group of people had obviously just experienced a fierce battle.

"Take them to the council hall!" the general ordered sternly.

Soon, everyone was brought into the magnificent and solemn meeting hall and ordered to stand in a row.

At this moment, everyone felt an invisible pressure and felt uneasy.

The general knelt on one knee, bowed his head and respectfully reported to Qingtian who was sitting above him: "Reporting to the ancestor god, I have caught a few disciples who were fighting. Please make the decision, ancestor god."

The eyes of the gods fell on these disciples, and a solemn look appeared on their faces.

Qingtian raised his hand slightly, signaling the general to retreat.

After the general left, Qingtian's eyes became sharper and sharper, sweeping over the disciples like a substance, and then he said in a deep voice: "Tell me, what happened? Who started it first?"

As Qingtian finished speaking, the scene fell into dead silence. The disciples all lowered their heads and remained silent, fearing that they would be called upon by Qingtian to answer questions.

Just then, a sudden voice broke the silence.

"It was this Ling Xuan. I just said a few words to his brother, and he drew his sword without hesitation."

The person who spoke was Xing Jin. He looked at Qingtian with a wronged look on his face, and at the same time stretched out his finger, pointing at Ling Xuan who was standing in the crowd.

Hearing Xing Jin's words, Qingli and Ziying couldn't help but look at each other. A hint of doubt flashed in their eyes, and then they both turned their gazes to Cang Yan.

And Yuangu couldn't help but look at Cangyan, seeming to be very curious about this matter.

A trace of surprise flashed across Cang Yan's face, and he slowly stood up from the hall. He involuntarily took two steps towards the front of the hall, staring at Xing Jin in front of the hall, and asked in a low voice: "Then what did you say to make this disciple who never likes fighting take the initiative to hit you?"

Faced with Cang Yan's questioning, Xing Jin hesitated but was unable to give a clear answer.

Seeing this, Cang Yan frowned slightly and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

"Xing Jin, are all these injuries on your body caused by Ling Xuan?" At this moment, Lei Shen suddenly frowned and asked. There was a hint of concern in his tone, but more of it was dissatisfaction with Xing Jin's hesitant attitude.

Hearing Lei Shen's question, Xing Jin turned his head to look at Lei Shen, then lowered his head and said in a low voice: "It's Ling Han." After saying that, he did not forget to put on an aggrieved look, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

A flash of surprise flashed across Lei Shen's face, but he regained his calm expression in the blink of an eye. He knew very well that Ling Han was the disciple of the God of Death, so he didn't want to say anything.

However, Qingli and Ziying couldn't help but look at each other in surprise, with a hint of surprise flashing in their eyes.

Qingli knew that Ling Han was usually a calm, reserved, and cautious child, and would never cause trouble for no reason. She was about to stand up and explain a few words for Ling Han, but unexpectedly, Ziyu got there first.

After hearing what Xing Jin said, Zi Yu's already cold face became even colder. She turned around abruptly, her eyes as sharp as a knife, staring at Xing Jin closely, as if she wanted to see through his eyes every thought in his heart.

"Oh? Then tell the gods why Ling Han hurt you? As far as I know, Ling Han has always been steady and cautious, and he would never act rashly. Did you do something to anger him?" Zi Yu's words were full of suspicion and contempt, as biting as a cold wind, and hitting Xing Jin's heart like a heavy hammer.

Seeing this, Xier couldn't help but feel a sense of justice in his heart. He stepped forward and said loudly: "God, please judge, it was Xing Jin who repeatedly spoke wildly and angered Ling Han. Ling Han couldn't bear it anymore and taught him a lesson!"

Zi Yu's eyes suddenly became sharp, and she stared at Xing Jin closely, as if trying to find a flaw on his face.

However, Xing Jin looked calm and looked at Zi Yu without fear.

Just as Zi Yu was about to question Xing Jin, Yan Yin's voice suddenly came, breaking the tense atmosphere. Yan Yin appeared in front of Feng in an instant like a ghost. He looked down at the blood on the corner of Li Feng's mouth, with angry flames flashing in his eyes.

"Feng'er, tell me, who hurt you?" Yan Yin's voice was filled with a hint of suppressed anger, which made people shudder.

Li Feng shook his head slightly and said softly: "Master, I am fine. I just got slightly injured accidentally. You don't have to worry."

"You're vomiting blood and you still say it's a minor injury?" Yan Yin's voice became more and more anxious. He turned to look at Xi'er, pointed at him and asked, "Is this your fault?"

Ziying frowned slightly. She wanted to speak, but because she didn't know the ins and outs of the matter, she finally decided to remain silent.

"Master, it really wasn't him. He didn't do anything at all!" Li Feng said hurriedly. He looked very anxious and stared at Yan Yin, afraid that he had misunderstood Hill.

"Hmph, Fire God, it's fine if you have a problem with me, but don't push everything onto my disciple!" Ziying immediately gained confidence when she heard that Xi'er didn't do anything. She stood up slowly, glancing coldly at Yan Yin who was standing in front of the hall.

Yan Yin snorted coldly, but he didn't say anything else, as if he didn't want to argue with Ziying.

"Chu Heng, did you fight?" Qingli asked softly while sitting in her seat, her tone calm and gentle.

"Master, I did not do anything." Chu Heng replied with a bow. His attitude was respectful and firm.

Qingli nodded slightly, indicating her approval of Chu Heng's answer. Then, she waved her sleeves lightly, and a flash of light appeared, and Chu Heng and Xi'er disappeared from the front of the hall. In the blink of an eye, the two of them appeared in front of Qingli, with a bewildered look on their faces, obviously not knowing what had happened.

"Since neither of you are involved in this matter, then just stay here." Qingli said calmly with no expression on her face, her voice so flat that it was difficult to guess what she was thinking.

Chu Heng and Xi'er looked at each other. Although they were a little confused, they still stood obediently beside their respective masters, waiting for further instructions.

"Since it's not them, then who is it?" Yan Yin looked at Li Feng seriously, his tone full of dissatisfaction and confusion.

Hearing Yan Yin's words, Ling Xuan's heart moved, and he was about to take a step forward to admit that it was him who did it, but Ling Han spoke before he could, "It was me."

Ling Han's voice was clearly heard by everyone, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

Ling Xuan never expected that Ling Han would take the initiative to take responsibility. A look of astonishment appeared on his face, and he looked at Ling Han in disbelief.

However, just as he was about to explain, a powerful force suddenly emerged and took him away from where he was.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Xuan found himself in the hall, standing beside Cang Yan. He felt a little bewildered by this sudden change.

However, he quickly came to his senses, bowed to Cang Yan, and said respectfully: "Master, Li Feng's injury..."

However, before he could finish his words, Cang Yan grabbed his wrist.

Cang Yan shook his head slightly, interrupting Ling Xuan's words, and said softly: "I know what you want to say. Believe in me, Ling Han will definitely not suffer any loss today."

Although Ling Xuan did not understand the deep meaning of Cang Yan's words, since his master said so, there must be a reason for it, so he nodded vigorously.

Seeing this, Cang Yan's eyes flashed with satisfaction. He patted Ling Xuan's shoulder, signaling him to be patient.