Ning Yan felt as though he had fallen into an ice cellar beneath the elder's gaze.
An invisible pressure bore down on him head-on.
He only felt that although the elders of the Technique Hall before him had not released their auras, the sense of oppression was overwhelming.
"What's going on? Why has the elder been staring at Senior Brother Ning?"
"Could Senior Brother Ning be the one who broke the rules?"
But hadn't Senior Brother Ning entered with them? They had all watched him right under their noses and hadn't seen him do anything.
The disciples only dared to wonder in their hearts.
"You all go outside and wait first."
"Elder Nie, what happened—"
Mu Feng, the Outer Sect Elder, still wanted to ask what had happened.
But Elder Nie shot him a look, and he hurriedly swallowed his words.
"You go out too."
This brat actually carried a remnant soul with him. Who exactly was he? What was his purpose in entering the Technique Hall? Did he have some ulterior motive for entering the Azure Cloud Sect?
None of that was known.
Although all disciples had undergone the Illusionary Sky Ladder test when they were recruited.
The depths of a sea ten thousand miles wide could eventually be measured, but the human heart, only five inches away, could never be fathomed.
As the elder of one hall—and the Technique Hall was one of the sect's most important halls—
he had to rather kill a thousand by mistake than let a single one slip through, strangling every danger in the bud.
Only after everyone had left did he speak again.
"This Saint asks you: what are the second and sixth rules among the eight great sect rules?"
Ning Yan was somewhat bewildered. Why was the elder asking him this?