Swords Drawn! Entering the Heavenly Pool!

The space before Jiang Bei silently split open with a crack!

Immediately afterward, a figure clad in dark gold light armor, with an aura as imposing as a mountain, stepped out from within.

It was Qin Tianhong's personal guard—Zhao Gang!

His gaze flashed like lightning as it swept over the two Immortal Realm retainers charging in to kill, his eyes icy to the extreme.

"Insolence!!"

He let out a stern shout, and his pressure instantly swept across the entire scene like raging waves, forcefully crushing the two Immortal Realm retainers' momentum back!

"You truly have some nerve!"

Zhao Gang's gaze passed over them as he coldly shouted, "In broad daylight, in the Tianyao Alliance's core grounds, you dare attempt to murder Prefect Qin's Personal Disciple?! Do you know what you are doing?! Are you trying to challenge Prefect Qin's authority?!"

He took a step forward, and the pressure made the two Immortal Realm retainers turn pale, cold sweat streaming down their faces as they froze in place, not daring to move rashly.

Seeing this, Wu Tianfeng endured the agonizing pain of his severed arm and rasped out:

"General Zhao! I respect you as Prefect Qin's personal guard and give you some face! But does that mean Prefect Qin's Personal Disciple can act so lawlessly, beating fellow disciples at will and even crippling my arm?! Such brutality is intolerable to heaven and earth! Where are the alliance rules?! If this brute is not severely punished today, I, Wu Tianfeng, refuse to accept it! The Wu Family refuses to accept it!"

"Young Master Wu truly has a silver tongue. What a skill you have at turning right and wrong upside down, muddling black and white!"

Zhao Gang coldly shouted, "Everyone present, so long as they are not blind or deaf, can see