Chapter 190: The Terror of a Dou Zong Stronghold

Hearing that Yun Yun not only did not stop Xiao Yan, but also had Nalan Yanran see him off, Yun Leng roared: "Yun Yun!! This is an act of betraying the Sect!"

Yun Yun's three thousand strands of black hair drifted with the wind. Her right hand lightly gathered her beautiful hair, her lovely eyes glanced at Xiao Yan, then looked toward Yun Leng and said: "Grand Elder and all Elders, all Disciples of Yun Lan Sect, in the name of Yun Lan Sect's Sect Master, I command you to cease your attacks."

"Master Xiao Yan is an honored guest of our Yun Lan Sect; he has only come this time to keep an appointment. As for the matter of Outer Deacon Mo Cheng, I will personally investigate it thoroughly and give everyone an explanation."

Hearing Yun Yun's words, the first to breathe a sigh of relief was Jia Xingtian. If Yun Yun truly made a move, then he might have had to step in and resist Yun Yun's attack.

Jia Xingtian was not unwilling to help Xiao Yan, but until Xiao Yan spoke up, he could only keep waiting. After all, Yun Lan Sect still had hidden cards.

The Dark Sea Flood Dragon Beast was still waiting for Xiao Yan's Elixir to save its life; there was no way it would let Xiao Yan die in Yun Lan Sect.

But Jia Xingtian was also in an awkward spot. Fa Ma and the others could still cover their faces—after all, they were only Dou Wang in strength, and there were indeed some Dou Wang in the Jia Ma Empire who had retired or left the country to travel. They could perfectly claim to be one of the former Ten Great Strong.

But Jia Xingtian could not do that! A Peak Dou Huang in the entire Jia Ma Empire—there was only him. This simply could not be washed away.

"Yun Yun! This is betraying the Sect!!" Hearing Yun Yun's words, Yun Leng was furious. Not only did he not obey Yun Yun's order as Sect Master, his attacks even grew fiercer.

Apart from Yun Leng, some of the Old Generation Elders and Deacons did not stop attacking. Only the younger Disciples obeyed Yun Yun and no longer joined forces to use combined strikes against Hai Bodong.

High in the Sky, after Hai Bodong repelled the three Low-Level Dou Wang Elders of Yun Lan Sect, his figure instantly moved. Wave after wave of vast, matchless cold energy surged forth, freezing all the dozens of Yun Lan Sect Deacons who were still resisting.

"Hai Bodong, don't push it too far! You have no idea what you are making an enemy of!" Yun Leng's eyes blazed with fury as he stared at Hai Bodong!

Hai Bodong gave a cold laugh, flashed, and appeared before Yun Leng in an instant. His right hand condensed a giant pillar of ice. Boom—with a single palm strike against the front of the ice pillar, he sent Yun Leng crashing to the ground. The massive ice pillar then pressed down, pinning Yun Leng beneath it.

"Yun Leng, you make it sound as if you're the Sect Master yourself." Hai Bodong could not resist getting in one more jab at Yun Leng.

At this moment, Nalan Yanran had already walked to Xiao Yan's side and said: "Let me see you down the mountain. Master will handle the rest properly."

Nalan Yanran looked at the slightly tipsy Xiao Yan with a strange gaze, wondering in her heart—just what was the relationship between this guy and her own Master?

She could tell that her Master was deliberately helping Xiao Yan.

Don't be fooled by Yun Yun's silence at the start, not speaking up for Xiao Yan. That was because Yun Yun held no real power; issuing an order directly would likely have been ignored by everyone.

Only now, when the fighting was evenly matched and Yun Leng requested Yun Yun's help, would Yun Yun's words carry weight and others would listen. Yun Yun's silence was her waiting for this very moment.

You want me to help, right? Fine—then everyone stops fighting.

Xiao Yan glanced at Nalan Yanran, smiled, and slowly shook his head. "Nalan Yanran, you understand power and human nature far too little."

???? Nalan Yanran tilted her head. What on earth are you going on about!

"Look at this field—even though your Master has already given the order, only the Disciples of the Young Generation have stopped attacking. All the Old Generation Deacons and Elders take Yun Leng as their leader and have not stopped. Don't you find that strange?" Xiao Yan countered.

Nalan Yanran listened, completely baffled, and said: "Master is barely over thirty years old, wholly devoted to Cultivation and neglecting Sect affairs. The Grand Elder has been in Yun Lan Sect since childhood; many of the Elders and Deacons were promoted by the Grand Elder, or were even his companions in Cultivation. Isn't that only natural?"

Xiao Yan smiled lightly and shook his head. "Whether in talent or strength, your Master far surpasses Yun Leng. In a world where strength is supreme, those self-serving Elders and Deacons actually obey a mere Dou Wang rather than a far more powerful Dou Huang. The very fact is already abnormal."

Nalan Yanran frowned, beginning to feel something was off. Yun Lan Sect also revered strength above all; those Deacons and Elders had no reason to act this way.

"If those Elders and Deacons weren't poisoned by Yun Leng, then it means Yun Leng is nothing but a puppet. The Deacons and Elders aren't obeying Yun Leng—they're obeying someone stronger than Yun Yun who controls him!"

Nalan Yanran suddenly thought of something and cried out in shock: "Could it be—!"

At that very moment, under the gaze of everyone, Yun Leng suddenly took a cloud-white flute from his Na Ring, raised it to his lips, and blew hard. Immediately, a strange, piercing tone burst forth from the flute.

The sharp flute sound lingered throughout the entire Yun Lan Mountain, endless and unceasing.

On Guang Chang, everyone fell silent at Yun Leng's actions. For a moment, only the flute's sound could be heard spreading on and on.

Jia Xingtian narrowed his eyes slightly, then suddenly—as if recalling something—his pupils contracted sharply!

"It's that old fellow! He's really still alive!"

From deep within Yun Lan Mountain, a vast, mighty Spiritual Pressure, like an ancient dragon awakening, descended with an unmatched, overwhelming force!

Sensing this terrifying Spiritual Pressure, Xiao Yan slowly sat up straight and said calmly: "It's not that your Master was stripped of power by Yun Leng, nor that your Master couldn't seize it back from Yun Leng—it's that someone never let go of the power in his hands from beginning to end."

As this mighty Spiritual Pressure awakened, the calm, otherworldly beauty of Yun Yun's face was now filled with shock.

"How is this possible—Yun Leng, why do you have Master's flute!" Yun Yun stared in astonishment at the white jade flute in Yun Leng's hand. She could hardly imagine that her own Master had given the flute to Yun Leng instead of to her!

The mighty Spiritual Pressure, like an awakening dragon, instantly enveloped all of Yun Lan Mountain. A威慑 that even Jia Xingtian feared spread out from deep within Yun Lan Mountain, finally弥漫 over Guang Chang.

At once, on Guang Chang, all the relatively younger Disciples of Yun Lan Sect looked at one another, completely unaware of what was happening.

"What's going on?"

"Our Sect actually still has such a powerful expert!"

Compared to those of the Young Generation, the Old Generation Deacons and Elders had eyes filled with awe; some even dropped to both knees, prostrating themselves in worship.

Yun Leng, pinned down by Hai Bodong, laughed wildly: "Hahahaha—Hai Bodong, let's see how you'll protect that little punk!"

"This is bad... that old fellow really is still alive!" The instant the Spiritual Pressure awakened, Hai Bodong's face changed drastically; his low voice carried undisguised shock.

"And this Spiritual Pressure is so strong—it looks like he's even broken through to Dou Zong!!" Hai Bodong's voice was exceedingly low. This was truly terrible news!

Although a Dou Zong cannot yet manipulate Space Power like a Dou Zun, able to seal space with a casual gesture—

—a Dou Zong can already faintly wield the power of space. The immense Spiritual Pressure caused the very space across Guang Chang to warp. A white figure took a few steps through the Sky, as if the ends of the earth were within reach, and instantly appeared above Guang Chang.

"Yun Leng, explain yourself. I told you—unless it is a matter of the gravest importance, do not disturb my quiet Cultivation." The former Sect Master, Yun Shan, turned his gaze down toward Yun Leng and said flatly.

(End of this chapter)