Lu Jiaojiao stood at the door and glanced at Lin Feng, immediately silencing him so thoroughly that he dared not say another word.
Lin Feng knew that the other party had overheard his voice transmission, and panic filled his heart.
It was not because he was cowardly. When facing Lu Li before, he had been unaffected by Conqueror's Haki's mental assault and had still dared to fight with all his strength. That alone proved he was no cowardly martial artist.
It was simply a completely different matter from facing Lu Li. Even if he clashed with Lu Li in reality, he would at most be a martial artist pursuing the Dao while challenging a powerhouse from the Challenge Space.
Even if he offended Lu Li, it would only mean offending Lu Li alone. But forces such as Martial God Mountain and Sky Abyss were different.
In the eyes of ordinary people on the continent, the so-called Supreme Path Immortal Sects stood high above all else and wielded dominant hegemony over the continent. If a conflict arose with them, it might not be merely his personal problem—it could even implicate the sect he belonged to.
Lin Feng came from a top-tier sect. As an inner disciple, he was valued by several elders, so compared to the young people Lu Li had killed in the realm before, he was relatively well-informed.
Yet the more he knew, the more clearly he understood that the gap between a so-called top-tier sect and a Supreme Path Immortal Sect was still beyond what outsiders could imagine.
"Gentlemen, Lu has only just arrived on the Divine Martial Continent and has accomplished nothing yet. What is the meaning of this?"
Lu Li clasped his hands and asked about the attitude of these two people in charge. He was