mtl008 Chapter 1982
Chapter 1982
With the arrival of the sect's strongest combat force, the disciples of the various holy lands instantly found their pillar of support.
The previously suppressed emotions erupted, and the shouts of everyone bowing and paying their respects were loud and thunderous, shaking the surrounding area.
The disciples of the Heartless Holy Land and the Purple Mansion Holy Land roared, their voices piercing through the clouds and shaking the heavens—all the humiliation and frustration they had suffered before poured out with this shout, every word filled with anger.
Among the crowd, Bai Qianjue, Liuli, Cangyue, and other proud young women gazed at their sect leader's figure in the void with eyes full of reverence.
Without comparison, one cannot appreciate the value of one's own circumstances.
They were all outstanding figures of their generation, yet Lu Xueqi, a person of extraordinary talent, was destined to be used as a furnace for someone else; while these female cultivators could freely roam the world with the title of Holy Son.
This dignity was bestowed by the Holy Land of Heartlessness, and even more so by the successive Holy Lords who upheld the rules of their ancestors and refused to restore the "old system of the Holy Maiden".
Above the void, Jue Wuqing stood with his hands behind his back, his illusory figure solid as if real, his wide black robe fluttering in the gale.
He first glanced at the Purple Mansion God Lord not far away, nodded slightly in acknowledgment, then swept his gaze over the Lord of Tianxuan, the Lord of Yaochi, and several other Immortal Kings, his tone as cold as ice: "Are you all speaking up for Yaoguang because you want to settle things with me, Jue Wuqing, and see who wins?"
Upon hearing this, the Lord of Tianxuan shook his head helplessly and turned to shrug at the Holy Lord of Yaoguang. Although he had a personal relationship with Yaoguang, it was far from being enough to affect the sect's strategy. It was not worth offending the mad and troublesome Jue Wuqing for such a trivial matter.
The beautiful woman who was the mistress of Yaochi and held a twelve-petaled lotus platform simply smiled and shook her head, her fingertips trembling slightly, but she did not utter a word.
Seeing no one respond, Jue Wuqing snorted coldly, his gaze returning to the Holy Master Yao Guang. His words of reprimand were firm and resounding throughout the void: "You disregarded your seniority and attacked my disciple. How will this matter be resolved?"
These words shocked the disciples of all the holy lands—normally, these holy sons and daughters mostly didn't take the Heartless Holy Land seriously, but they never expected that on the day the eight Immortal Kings gathered, this Heartless Immortal King would possess such power:
First they suppressed Tianxuan and Yaochi, and now they dare to confront Yaoguang Saint Lord directly, refusing to back down an inch.
The Holy Lord of Yaoguang narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing in them, but he still suppressed his anger and sneered, "A junior spoke rudely, so is it wrong for me to punish him slightly? I know you, the Ruthless Immortal King, are protective of your own, but do you have to be so serious?"
"Nonsense!" Jue Wuqing took a sudden step forward, the void rippled from his movement, and his tone grew increasingly forceful.
"Even if my disciples are truly disrespectful, I, as their sect leader and master, am the one who should discipline and reprimand them. Who are you, Yao Guang, to do this? What, do you think my ability to discipline disciples is inferior to yours?"
"Xiaoyun pays respects to the Ruthless Holy Lord!"
Before the Holy Lord of Yaoguang could respond, Elder Xiaoyun below could no longer contain himself.
She gritted her teeth and took a step forward, first bowing deeply to Jue Wuqing, her tone full of resentment and incitement:
"Ruthless Holy Lord, this Chen Xuan not only publicly killed my Yao Guang's First Holy Son, but also hurled foul language and insults at my Holy Lord! Faced with such humiliation from a junior, is it wrong for my Holy Lord to punish him slightly?"
She never mentioned why Chen Xuan killed Xiao Xuanche, but emphasized in every word that Chen Xuan "disgraced the Holy Lord's dignity." When she got excited, her voice even trembled a little. The last hope of the Xiao family's rise was cut off by Chen Xuan, and this hatred had long been engraved in her bones.
However, before the words "moreover" could be uttered, the void suddenly darkened. A gigantic black finger, blotting out the sky and carrying an overwhelming force, reached out from behind the clouds and smashed down directly in Elder Xiaoyun's direction!
"Insolence!" Jue Wuqing's angry shout rang out simultaneously, "When did it become your place, a lowly servant, to interrupt our conversation? Since Yao Guang's rule is ineffective, today I will punish you on Yao Guang's behalf!"