Although the disciples of Sword Condensation Palace had only average talent, they maintained close ties with all of Seven Stars City and the upper echelons of Dao Sword Palace.
They were either direct descendants of certain elders or members of the great lineages in Seven Stars City.
Before entering Sword Condensation Palace, these people had already been little tyrants in their own lineages. After entering Sword Condensation Palace, they found others of their own kind and became a festering sore on the entire Dao Sword Palace. Anyone who rashly provoked them would not only gain nothing, but end up covered in trouble.
After learning the general rules, Luo Zheng had a rough idea of the situation and retraced his steps toward the rear courtyard.
He had not yet approached the rear courtyard when a burst of explosions rang out from inside. A wave of heat swept through the walls, followed by several miserable screams.
Lai Huabei and the others lay on the ground, scorched from head to toe. Every one of them was seriously injured.
Beside Lai Huabei, one man was clearly furious. He said, "We entered Sword Condensation Palace, so we're all fellow disciples. How can you treat us like this?"
This man had been recommended by the Lord of Tian Yong City and held an exalted position there. He was also arrogant and proud by nature. How could he endure the torment inflicted by these people from Sword Condensation Palace?
"Who said you're our fellow disciples? Do you even qualify?" The youngest silver-haired youth stepped forward twice and planted one foot on the man, then lowered his head and chuckled. "Entering our Sword Condensation Palace isn't decided by the Great Academy, nor by Qiu Shengshui. We're the ones who decide!"
The man ground his teeth and asked, "Then