Spare Me, Immortal Master

"Junior Brother Jiang Li, don't be angry. This is all a misunderstanding. We are all from the same sect. How can we clash with weapons? Everyone, it's best to quickly put away your artifacts."

At this moment, Guo An, who had identified himself as the "outer sect's Eldest Senior Brother", walked over from afar. There were several other late-stage Qi Refinement realm disciples beside him.

Although he spoke empty words, it eased the conflict between them.

Of course, the truth was that although both sides looked fierce on the outside, in their hearts, they both thought that they definitely could not win and did not want to really fight.

Since Guo An had given everyone an excuse, they naturally resolved the issue and put away their weapons.

"Senior and junior brothers, please move so as not to scare my guests. There are quite a number of them, and the efficiency of finding people is comparable to 50 senior and junior brothers."