Ren Feifan remained silent, sensing the pressure emanating from the white-clothed elder.
Although they were all disciples of the Saint Doctor’s Gate, it was likely that the trio from the Space Rift Cliff were not as easy-going as Han Chen.
He even felt that the other party harbored a trace of anger upon learning that the sect leader’s ring was in his possession!
This anger indicated that he was not qualified to be the sect leader of the Saint Doctor’s Gate.
He took a step forward, speaking earnestly, "The sect leader personally gave this ring back then, along with the supre legacy. How could it be wrong?"
"Do you not recognize this ring?"
Ren Feifan’s voice carried a hint of coldness!
Even though the overwhelming pressure was making him uncomfortable, he couldn’t allow his montum to weaken!
The white-clothed elder stared intently at Ren Feifan, then said, "It’s not the sect leader’s ring that I don’t recognize; it’s you!"
"Pilgrimage Mountain is not a place for you. Leave the sect leader’s ring and go out."
His voice had a tone of undeniable certainty.
The sect leader’s ring was probably stolen by this kid.
At that mont, Ren Feifan felt infinite pressure descending from the sky, as if a giant mountain pressed on his shoulders.
Yet even so, Ren Feifan remained unmoved, like a mountain.
Because he was the rightful sect leader of the Saint Doctor’s Gate, with many disciples under him loyal to his command.
Seeing the situation taking a wrong turn, Han Chen hurriedly intervened:
"Senior brother, he truly is the sect leader! I’ve verified this. Please withdraw the pressure if you still hold the Saint Doctor’s Gate in your heart."
He knew these three were difficult to persuade!
Before Saint Doctor’s Gate faced trouble, any one of these three was a thorn to the now-defunct sect leader!
In worldly terms, they were rebels!
The white-clothed elder snorted coldly, "Han Chen, do you rember whose hands destroyed the Saint Doctor’s Gate back then? Luo Xiaoyao! The sect leader’s ring has long disappeared, possibly having fallen into Luo Xiaoyao’s hands, and this child might be sent by Luo Xiaoyao!"
Hearing this, Ren Feifan’s temper flared instantly.
Being told he’s not a disciple of the Saint Doctor’s Gate, he could tolerate.
Not being acknowledged as the sect leader of the Saint Doctor’s Gate, he could tolerate!
Being seen as a subordinate of Luo Xiaoyao, that’s freaking too much!
Ren Feifan fixed his gaze on the white-clothed elder and said, "No matter what, I’m better than so cowardly Saint Doctor’s Gate disciples who hide in Pilgrimage Mountain for years, probably due to fear of Luo Xiaoyao and his Destroy Holy Temple! People like you are no different from scum like Luo Xiaoyao!"
Upon hearing this, Han Chen was dumbfounded.
What was the sect leader saying!
This was like igniting gunpowder, courting self-destruction!
He quickly looked towards the white-clothed elder, and indeed, an intangible fury was spreading across the elder’s face!
The next mont, a deafening roar erupted!
"Courting death! Since you dare to insult , remain forever in this Space Rift Cliff."
Following his words, an extrely terrifying power surged towards Ren Feifan!
Ren Feifan felt as if his whole body was about to be torn apart on the spot!
Right then, a phantom shadow appeared beside him!
It was Feng Qingyang!
Feng Qingyang, dressed in white, carrying a large sword box on his back, with his clothes and hair floating freely, unbound and lightly fluttering, complented the figure suspended midair, appearing like a god descended. His skin subtly radiated a flowing light, hands clasped behind his back, with a powerful aura.
With a wave of his arm, the pressure vanished instantly!
Simultaneously, Feng Qingyang glared angrily at the white-clothed elder and said, "Fool! The sect leader is not soone you can casually insult!"
With these words.
A longsword flew out from Feng Qingyang’s sword box!
The longsword slashed across the sky in a resplendent red arc, chopping down towards the white-clothed elder.
The radiant red longsword roared like a giant dragon, emitting dozens of sharp sword qi that instantly ripped through all the pressure!
Domineering, fierce!
This is Feng Qingyang who lives by the sword!
This is the true Six Paths Sword God!
The Feng Qingyang before him, although rely a phantom shadow!
Yet he’s once torn through the void existence!
In terms of pressure alone, it’s definitely not sothing ordinary experts can bear!
Feng Qingyang, residing in the mysterious space, initially didn’t plan to intervene!
But he couldn’t tolerate it anymore!
Even if he had to pay a great price, he didn’t want to endure!
Ren Feifan, as the sect leader, has always been working for the revival of the Saint Doctor’s Gate!
What qualifications do these disciples have to insult him!
Has the sect leader’s ring lost its effect now!
What an outrage!
After tearing through the pressure, Feng Qingyang’s longsword was unstoppable, descending straight!
As if carrying the force of a million pounds.
Rumble rumble...
Nine heavens mysterious thunder, a bolt from the blue!
At this mont, the world lost its color; at this mont, the entire world seed left only with Feng Qingyang!
At this mont, the longsword appeared as if from across ancient tis, piercing through ages eternal, splitting the sky, bringing void.
The entire world quieted frighteningly, with only the echoing reverbs of Feng Qingyang’s angry shouts audible.
Rumble rumble...
The clear and crisp sounds intermingled with the dull ones, swirling, dizzying, darkening the sky, making the whole world feel as if it reached apocalyptic doom.
Before the sword itself, the sword qi reached first.
The majestic sword qi first descended amidst the earth-shattering power.
The white-clothed elder instinctively tried to block it!
The towering sword qi fiercely pressed down the already fragile Space Rift Cliff into collapse.
At the core, the white-clothed elder, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
Struggling to hold on, standing firm.
He didn’t retaliate anymore but stared intently at Feng Qingyang beside Ren Feifan!
Not only the white-clothed elder, but even Han Chen’s eyes were filled with terror!
Whom did they co to Pilgrimage Mountain for as their sole faith?
It was Feng Qingyang, who had once torn through the void!
And now Feng Qingyang stood right before him!
Though they knew it was rely a phantom shadow, yet the exploding presence kept reverence in their hearts!
The white-clothed elder hurriedly kneeled, "Disciple Ye Yuntian, pays respect to Elder Wind!"
Han Chen also knelt down, excitedly exclaid, "Disciple Han Chen, pays respect to Elder Wind!"
Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, his tone extrely icy!
"Why do you kneel before ? Simply because my power surpasses yours?"
"Do you know why you have cultivated for so many years yet failed to tear through the void?"
"Because you lack a complete Dao Heart! The Hidden Gate, while survival of the fittest is true! Yet if you wish to tear through the void, power is not most important, a complete Dao Heart is the key!"
"Today, I’ll show you what a Dao Heart is!"
With these words, Feng Qingyang directly dropped to one knee in front of Ren Feifan!
"Disciple Feng Qingyang, pays respect to the sect leader!"
At this mont, the world seed to fall silent.
Ye Yuntian was stunned.
He kneeled before Feng Qingyang because Feng Qingyang was his most respected and revered predecessor of the Saint Doctor’s Gate.
Yet this predecessor actually knelt before a youth he despised!
The impact of this scene was so powerful that he felt unable to breathe!
"Elder Wind..."
His voice trembled slightly.
Feng Qingyang snorted coldly, "I recognize him as the sect leader, are you not?"
"If not, fine! Just don’t let see you outside the domain! If I see you once, I’ll strip you of your lifeti cultivation!"
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