The sight of Gu Yue, blood-colored drool hanging from his mouth, crashing to the ground like a dead fish was seen clearly by the five streaks of light that had just descended.
Su Chilun, Lie Yu, ? Xiao, and Yu Wuming, who had stood together to respectfully welcome their masters, revealed looks of unbearable disgust.
Of course, they understood Gu Yue's intentions as well.
He had not wanted to lose all face before his master.
He simply had not expected that this would make him lose face even more thoroughly.
What was worse, he had damaged his sect's reputation as well.
One of the figures of light—Gu Yue's master, Lian Mo, a Grand Elder of the Hunyuan Sect and the sixth-ranked personal disciple of Lu Li of the Mystic Gate Sect—darkened in expression and let out an extremely dissatisfied cold snort.
Gu Yue's appearance made Lian Mo's old face burn. Before so many fellow disciples, Gu Yue had already made him lose face.
While inwardly enraged at Gu Yue's incompetence, Lian Mo's pent-up fury transformed into an inexplicable pressure that bore down upon Ye Zhen.
This was a pressure unique to Creation Realm Divine King Realm experts.
The instant that terrifying pressure swept toward Ye Zhen like the sky itself collapsing, Ling Xian, the third-ranked Third Senior Brother, flicked his hand, sending five command flags flying out. They spread across the five directions above and below the Town-Guarding Duke's Mansion.
In an instant, they cut off the aura of the entire Town-Guarding Duke's Mansion, concealing even the Divine King pressure that Sixth Junior Brother Lian Mo had suddenly unleashed.
Watching Lian Mo strike out in anger, Fu Su, the Senior Disciple Brother, could only look helpless.
None of them had expected the scene before them to be this dreadful upon