The People's Idol (Part One)

Long Tianyin froze for a moment, clearly not expecting Long Haochen to speak to him like that. He flew into a rage. "Fine, then let me see how you intend to ask me to leave. You dare lay a hand on me?"

The light in Long Haochen's eyes suddenly blazed, and immediately afterward, he thrust his right hand toward Long Tianyin from afar.

Long Haochen attacking Long Tianyin in the meeting hall was an utterly unbelievable sight, yet it was happening right before their eyes.

Long Tianyin let out an angry roar and threw a punch at Long Haochen. His face had flushed red with rage. After all, he was a veteran powerhouse of the Knight Temple, and the one giving him so little face was his own grandson.

But then, a scene that stunned every powerhouse present appeared once again. Long Haochen's body abruptly turned a faint gold. That gentle golden radiance looked exceptionally comforting. The palm he had struck through empty air formed a golden palm print in midair. When Long Tianyin's furious punch came crashing toward it, the golden light flowed. Long Tianyin's body trembled slightly, and then golden light from Long Haochen's palm enveloped him. In the next instant, Long Tianyin's body transformed into a streak of golden light and vanished into thin air.

One move. Just one move.

"Domain Is Me?" Li Zhengzhi's low cry snapped everyone out of their shock.

What did Domain Is Me represent? Everyone present knew all too well: the fifth level of the ninth rank. Their Federation Chairman's Cultivation Level had actually reached the fifth level of the ninth rank?

Not long ago, during the Temple Grand Competition, Long Haochen had displayed only the strength of the second or third level of the ninth rank! Yet in barely two months,