Qi Hao spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and collapsed to the ground.
Overwhelmed with terror, he struggled to get up, only to find the spiritual energy throughout his body in utter chaos, impossible to gather.
"You... what level are you really at?"
"Why are you so powerful?"
He pointed at Jiang Fan, his voice trembling.
Jiang Fan slowly walked up to him and looked down from above.
"It isn't that I'm powerful. It's that you... are too weak!"
A killing blow to the heart!
Qi Hao was both humiliated and furious. At once, he wanted to muster the last of his strength and fight Jiang Fan to the death—even if it meant mutual destruction.
Just then, an aged voice rang out inside the cavern.
"Enough!"
"Stop causing trouble!"
"This matter ends here!"
The other party's voice was not loud, yet it reached everyone's ears clearly.
Everyone looked toward the voice and saw that at the entrance to Enlightenment Peak, the white-haired steward was watching this place calmly, taking everything in.
Though he released no pressure at all, the mere sight of him standing there gave people the feeling of gazing up at a lofty mountain.
When Senior Brother Qi saw the steward step into this matter, he hurriedly struggled to lodge a complaint.
"My lord steward, this man—"
But before he could finish, he heard a cold shout.
"Enough!"
The old steward cut him off.
"Do you really think this old man has gone blind with age?"
"I saw everything that happened!"
"Fan Ming and the others bullied an outer sect disciple first, so they were naturally in the wrong!"
"As a senior brother among the Heaven Sect Inner Disciples, not only did you fail to restrain these people, you instead twisted right and wrong and used your