"Insolence!"
A thunderous roar of fury echoed through the great hall as the cultivator standing beside the Grand Elder, his face stern, shouted angrily.
Within an immortal estate, ranks were clearly defined. Overstepping one's station was the gravest disrespect.
Yang An was an elder. Whether it was true that he had killed three elders or not, this act alone was an offense of the lower against the higher and deserved punishment.
He immediately pointed a finger, intending to teach Yang An a lesson and make him understand the gravity of the matter.
But the moment he made his move, the Prefecture Lord stopped him.
"Senior Brother, wait!"
The Prefecture Lord seized his hand, preventing his Spirit Qi from spilling forth. In the end, nothing happened.
There were three people in the hall. Aside from the Prefecture Lord, one was the Grand Elder—the former Prefecture Lord—while the other, whom the Prefecture Lord called Senior Brother, actually carried out the duties of the Mountain Lord and was no weaker than the Prefecture Lord.
The three of them were the highest echelon of all Emei Prefecture.
Summoning Yang An now was no less than a joint trial by three courts. Yet when they saw Yang An pointing at their noses and cursing, the Prefecture Lord quickly realized something was amiss.
"What do you mean by that?"
He stopped the Mountain Lord, his brows tightly furrowed as he stared straight at Yang An, sensing that there was something suspicious about this.
Every cultivator entering the immortal estate first underwent the examination of three trials, proving that their past was clean and that they possessed the aptitude for cultivation.
But Yang An had neither grievance nor enmity with Tian Fulai and the other three. Why would he resort to such extreme means and kill them?