Chapter 139

"Welcome Island Master Ning to Brightness Peak!"

The Green-Winged Bat King Wei Wei Yixiao let out a hearty laugh, gloating:

"Hahaha! Died well! Died well!"

"I’ve long found that old woman unpleasant! Relying on having a broken sword, she dared to show off in our Ming Cult headquarters!"

"And dared to offend Island Master Ning’s tiger might! She truly didn’t know whether to live or die! She deserved to die!"

His admiration and gratitude for Ning Chuan also reached a new height, completely forgetting his previous suspicion.

Brightness Peak was silent as death.

One could hear a pin drop.

The air seemed to have frozen at this moment.

Only the heavy and suppressed breathing of the crowd remained, as well as the faint smell of blood that made one’s heart palpitate, permeating the air.

The miserable end of the Emei Sect Leader, a generation of Grandmasters, Abbess Miejue, was like a basin of ice water poured on the hearts of all the six major sects.

Making them instantly wake up from the slight luck and fanaticism they had felt because of their large numbers.

They looked at the black dragon hovering in mid-air, radiating terrifying pressure that could destroy heaven and earth.

Their eyes were filled with indescribable horror and deep fear!

This dragon’s strength was even more terrifying than they had imagined! And more brutal!

If they didn’t agree, it would directly kill! And it was so clean and neat, leaving no room for anything!

Where is this an existence that can be reasoned with? This is clearly a peerless fierce beast that walked out of the ancient wilderness!

Sun Moon Holy Cult Leader Dongfang Dongfang Bubai, whose charming and somewhat feminine eyes were filled with gravity and fear.

He looked at Ning Chuan and thought to himself:

"What a fierce dragon! What domineering methods!"

"Today’s matter, I’m afraid... will return without success."

Although he was confident in his high martial arts, the Sunflower Manual was even more mysterious.

But facing this unfathomable black dragon, he had no confidence at all.

Moreover, he came here this time under the order of the Iron-Clad Divine Marquis Zhu Zhu Wushi to act in secret.

If he suffered losses here because of this, it would not be worth the gain.

Thinking of Zhu Zhu Wushi’s equally unfathomable strength and ruthless methods, Dongfang Dongfang Bubai couldn’t help but feel a little scared.

He began to calculate how to retreat safely without offending this dragon.

Just when the tension was high and the atmosphere was heavy to the extreme.

In the crowd, suddenly "387" bursts of inciting and bewitching discussion sounded:

"Did everyone see it?! This dragon is so brutal and bloodthirsty! It takes lives if it doesn’t agree!"

"How is this any different from those demon cult thieves?!"

"I think it is the same as these Ming Cult demons! They should all be killed!"

"Everyone, go together! I don’t believe it can kill all of us!"

"..."

These voices, like stones thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirred up layers of ripples.

The six major sects, who had originally lost their fighting spirit due to Abbess Miejue’s miserable death and the fear they felt.

Under the instigation of these deliberately fueling words, the fear and retreat in their hearts actually dissipated a little.

Replaced by an anger of being humiliated and looked down upon!

Songshan Shaolin Sect Abbot, Abbot Kongwen Master, stepped out of the crowd.

Although he also felt palpitations at Ning Chuan’s terrifying strength, as a leader of the martial arts world and the leader of Songshan Shaolin.

He felt it was necessary to stand up and say a few fair words.

He put his hands together, bowed to Ning Chuan, and said solemnly:

"Amitabha, Donor Ning, forgive others whenever possible."

"Although Abbess Miejue’s words were offensive, her crime did not deserve death."

"The donor took her life in a fit of anger, which is... too cruel and bloodthirsty."

"It is against the harmony of heaven and may suffer heavenly condemnation."

He tried to use Buddhist teachings to influence this fierce dragon.

However, Ning Chuan, hearing these high-sounding words from Abbot Kongwen, had a flash of cold mockery and disdain in his pale-gold dragon pupils.

He stared coldly at Abbot Kongwen, and an even more vast and terrifying pressure, like a real tide, swept toward the Songshan Shaolin monks!

"A mere Songshan Shaolin bald donkey, and you dare to comment on this seat’s actions in front of me?"

Ning Chuan’s voice, like ice from the nine underworlds, was cold and piercing, filled with unquestionable majesty and thick killing intent!

Master Abbot Kongwen was struck by the terrifying pressure on Ning Chuan, and felt his blood surging, his face instantly turning as pale as paper!

The Songshan Shaolin high monks behind him, such as Kongzhi and Kongxing, were shaken back repeatedly, their eyes filled with horror and anger!

"Monster! Don’t be rampant!"

"My Buddha is compassionate, but there should also be the angry eyes of the Vajra! Today, we will act on behalf of heaven and subdue the demons!"

The Songshan Shaolin monks glared at Ning Chuan, drew their precept knives and Zen staves, and were about to step forward to reason with Ning Chuan.

The five elders of the Kongtong Sect were even more hot-tempered, and they had long hated the Ming Cult to the bone.

Seeing Ning Chuan so arrogant now, they were even more furious!

"What an arrogant monster! Do you really think you are invincible in the world?!"

"Everyone, go together! I don’t believe that with so many of us, so many Grandmasters and Grandmasters, we can’t subdue it?!"

They shouted loudly, trying to stir up everyone’s shared hatred.

Under their instigation, and stimulated by the sense of humiliation of being looked down upon by Ning Chuan.

The anger and fighting spirit of the six major sects, who had originally been somewhat hesitant and fearful, were ignited again!

They drew their weapons, glared at Ning Chuan, and were filled with indignation!

They had the posture of wanting to attack in a group if they didn’t agree!

The Ming Cult members on Brightness Peak, seeing this, were not to be outdone, sneering and drawing their swords against them!

"Hmph! A bunch of hypocrites who don’t know whether to live or die!"

"If you want to fight, come! When has our Ming Cult ever been afraid of you?!"

"Today, with Island Master Ning here, we will definitely make you so-called righteous sects have no return!"

Their Ming Cult disciples were not kind people, and their bones were filled with a bloody nature that was not afraid of death.

Now, with Island Master Ning, a dragon with unfathomable strength, as a helper, they were even more confident and not afraid at all!

For a time, on Brightness Peak, it was tense again, filled with killing intent!

A more tragic and thrilling battle seemed to be on the verge of breaking out!

Ning Chuan looked at the six major sects below, who had become somewhat irrational due to anger and greed.

A flash of cold indifference and disdain appeared in his pale-gold dragon pupils.

His massive dragon body coiled slowly in mid-air, and the terrifying momentum that could destroy heaven and earth on his body swept toward all directions like a real tide!

The entire Brightness Peak seemed to tremble in this terrifying momentum!

His voice, like a divine decree from the nine heavens, filled with unquestionable majesty and world-dominating dominance, rang clearly in everyone’s ears:

"Since you ants are all in a hurry to be reincarnated."

"Then this seat will fulfill you."

"All of you, come together."

The six major sects were all stunned, their eyes wide open, as if they had heard some heaven-defying joke!

"What?!"

"He... he actually wants us to go together?!"

They admitted that this dragon’s strength was indeed very strong, and might have even surpassed the realm of a Grandmaster.

But, they had gathered most of the top experts of the Great Ming martial arts world here!

There were dozens of Grandmaster-level experts!

And there was no lack of Grandmaster-level existences, at least five or six!