The Strength of the Four Venerables

For many people, making an appearance is important in such situations.

If you're not Master Ye, it's best to choose a more eye-catching way to make an entrance, so you can at least show your face a little to all the heroes of Central Plains.

Just like now, accompanied by a bolt of lightning that struck down from the sky, the four masters of the Wind Thunder Pavilion appeared at the same time and sat on the silver wooden chair at the head of the table.

This scene made Mo Tang feel as if he had arrived at the Summit War...

"It's actually the four pavilion masters of the Wind Thunder Pavilion. Tsk tsk, the Wind Thunder Pavilion has indeed sent out all its strongest experts this time. The one in the middle must be the legendary Venerable Lei, right?"

Clearly, everyone present was very receptive to this performance. When they opened their eyes from the blinding lightning and saw the four people in their seats, a chorus of exclamations immediately rang out.

Mo Tang secretly curled his lip, but together with Feng Qing'er, he led the elite disciples of the Wind Thunder Alliance to the location belonging to the Wind Thunder Pavilion.

Okay, he was actually a little jealous... This kind of cool way of doing things, and we didn't even get a chance... Isn't that bullying?!

With the entry of the Wind Thunder Pavilion, the other three pavilions naturally wouldn't lag behind.

"Call out!"

A piercing sound of wind breaking suddenly echoed across Thunder Mountain. Then, to everyone's astonishment, a giant sword, ten zhang in size, slashed through the sky and appeared above the plaza in a flash.

"Haha, Venerable Jian, you're the fastest to arrive this time."

Upon seeing the giant sword in the sky, Venerable Lei immediately stood up, his laughter echoing like thunder across Thunder Mountain.

Mo Tang's gaze quickly turned to the direction, and he saw the giant sword tremble slightly, then turn into countless points of light. Two figures then slowly descended from the sky and landed on the seats.

"Another pretentious show-off!" Mo Tang thought to himself.

The two figures, one old and one young, were familiar to Mo Tang; the younger one was none other than Tang Ying from the Ten Myriad Swords Pavilion.

The two had met briefly at the Heavenly Mountain Blood Pool.

As for the old man beside him...

He was rather short, dressed in linen clothes, and looked like an inconspicuous old man among the masses.

But everyone present knew that this little old man was a terrifying existence on par with the Venerable Lei.

Venerable Jian, Three Stars Dou Zun expert, is only slightly weaker than Venerable Lei. But for Dou Zun, that slight weakness is enough.

In previous years' conferences, the four pavilion masters would compete against each other, and the Venerable Jian would always be outmatched by the Venerable Lei, so the old man had a great deal of resentment towards the Venerable Lei.

Even when Venerable Lei personally extended a welcome, this old fellow showed no respect whatsoever, rolled his eyes, and sat down without a second thought.

Of course, while Venerable Jian dared to be so disrespectful, Tang Ying standing beside him wouldn't dare.

After bowing respectfully, the guy stood obediently behind his teacher, looking as docile as could be.

Mo Tang watched from the side, grinning from ear to ear, almost prompting Feng Qing'er to remind him to watch his manners...

Just as Venerable Jian sat down, a strange laugh with a slightly sinister tone rang out, "Hehe, old man Sword still has the same bad temper. It seems he still harbors resentment about that competition back then."

With the sound, a jet-black light streaked from the foot of the mountain, and then, as if by teleportation, appeared directly at the seat. Without any ceremony, it flicked its sleeve and turned to sit down.

The newcomer was dressed in a black robe, his face was pale, and there was a hint of gloom between his brows. His eyes were black and white, which looked quite strange. Behind him was also a figure, which was naturally Wang Chen of the Yellow Springs Pavilion.

"Back then, I was just unlucky enough to lose to him. Compared to someone who only lasted a hundred rounds against Venerable Feng, I was much better off. Don't you think so, Venerable Huang Quan?"

Venerable Jian glanced at the black-robed old man and said indifferently.

Upon hearing this, the black-robed elder's eyes immediately turned cold. However, just as he was about to retort, his expression changed slightly, and his sinister gaze was fixed on the sky.

There, a sound like a dragon's roar suddenly appeared out of nowhere...

"This old guy is clearly the fastest, but he always likes to arrive last..." Venerable Jian also raised his head, his turbid eyes looking at the sky, and laughed.

With the appearance of Venerable Feng, all four Venerables were present.

Mo Tang lowered his gaze, examining his system's Minimap to gather information about the other three Venerables...

"As expected, in terms of cultivation level alone, Venerable Feng, at the peak of the fourth star, stands out. Although the other three are all Three Stars Dou Zun, Venerable Lei is at the peak of the Three Stars, while Venerable Jian and Venerable Huang Quan are both at the mid-stage of the Three Stars, and their strengths are roughly equal."

However, judging from past battle records, Venerable Jian, with his powerful attack, is only slightly weaker than Venerable Lei, and is still stronger than Venerable Huang Quan of the same level.

However, since Venerable Feng was a contemporary of Old Yao, he became Dou Zun much earlier than the other three, so his strength was almost overwhelming when facing the three of them.

In addition, the Power of Space controlled by the Venerable Feng was displayed as 0.3 in the system, which was 0.05 higher than that of the Venerable Lei. This was enough for the Venerable Feng to exert great suppression on the other three.

This is probably the main reason why Venerable Feng was able to easily crush Venerable Huang Quan... because Venerable Huang Quan's Power of Space is only 0.22, which is significantly lower than Venerable Lei's.

Touching his chin, Mo Tang thought to himself, "In that case, as long as my Four-Pavilion Alliance can deal with Venerable Feng, the other two pavilions will have no choice but to accept it if they don't want to be squeezed out of the Four Directions Pavilion's Sphere of influence!"

Of course, if truly pushed to the brink, someone like Venerable Huang Quan might choose to directly seek refuge with other major powers, such as one of the Two Sects Three Valleys.

However, by then it won't have much of an impact.

Mo Tang already had some ideas on how to persuade Venerable Feng. He believed that if he handled things properly, Venerable Feng would not refuse his proposal.

However, this raises another issue: the Wind Thunder Pavilion is not the strongest among the Four Directions Pavilion ...

If the Four Directions Pavilion truly forms an alliance, then if the Wind Thunder Pavilion wants to take a dominant position, it must strengthen its own side!

"Perhaps, after this conference, we should find a place where Xiao Yi Xian can properly improve her strength!"

The perfect version of the Woeful Poison Body can infinitely enhance one's strength as long as there is sufficient poison energy. With such good conditions, it would be a waste not to use them after all the preparations I've made.

Moreover, once he officially becomes the disciple of the Grand Master of the Wind Thunder Pavilion, Mo Tang will also need to rely on the power of the Wind Thunder Pavilion to find news of Yun Yun.