Wealth on Display

Bang! Bang! Bang!

At once, many of the One Yuan Sect's weaker True Disciples and grand elders could no longer endure Wu Mingkong's oppressive aura and fell to their knees with a thud.

Among the One Yuan Sect's tens of thousands of disciples, elders, and grand elders, only the Supreme Elders remained standing. Every one of them had comprehended laws, their auras linked together as one, so they were not so easily forced to kneel beneath Wu Mingkong's pressure.

Yet the sheer force of Wu Mingkong's wrath was enough to make even Void Immortal experts tremble.

"Wu Mingkong, you are courting death."

Supreme Sovereign Heaven flew into a rage once more. His five fingers descended, blotting out the sky. Each finger was formed from immortal arts and flashed with light, instantly breaking through Wu Mingkong's aura and striking at his true body.

Wu Mingkong immediately turned around. With a sweep of his spear, countless streaks of spear force struck the massive hand.

"Supreme Sovereign Heaven, why must you be so enraged? Our Yuhua Sect came to attend the Immortal Dao Assembly at your invitation. For you to attack directly like this is hardly the hospitality of a host! Besides, Yuan Shanyue launched a sneak attack himself. Since Elder Wu killed him, it only meant he lacked the skill. Why not let this matter pass and discuss the coming tribulation instead?"

Behind Wu Mingkong, Feng Baiyu raised two fingers like a sword, sending out a beam of mirror light that landed precisely upon Wu Mingkong. Instantly, Wu Mingkong split into two identical figures, even the golden spear in his hand becoming two spears. His imposing power soared.

"Hmph!"

Fang Han's body flickered, and he appeared behind Fang Xuan in an instant. Cupping his hands, he said, "This disciple is here."

Whoosh!