"Stop!" At this critical moment.
A somewhat chilly yet awe-inspiring voice came from outside the main hall.
Immediately afterward, a black figure appeared silently before Yang Dingtian like a ghost.
The person who had come was none other than Yang Lingtian.
He raised his hand and gently caught Yang Dingtian's wrist just as it was about to swing down.
"Ding Tian, that's enough," he said indifferently.
"This is the Lu residence, not our Chaos... not a place for us to run wild."
He had nearly let "Chaos Sacred Sect" slip.
"Big brother!" When Yang Dingtian saw Yang Lingtian, the fury in his heart was still raging.
But he obediently withdrew his hand.
Seeing this, Jian Wuchen felt as though he had been granted an amnesty.
He hurriedly retreated behind his disciples and gasped for breath.
He looked at Yang Lingtian, then at Yang Dingtian, his eyes filled with venom and lingering fear.
"You're his elder brother?" He looked at Yang Lingtian and asked coldly.
He had discovered that this Late Divine Lord Realm powerhouse actually obeyed the commands of this black-clad youth, who was only in the Early Divine Lord Realm.
This once again sent monstrous waves surging through his heart.
Just what was the background of these two brothers?
"My younger brother was ignorant and went a little too far. I hope Young Sect Master Jian won't take offense."
Yang Lingtian did not answer his question. He merely spoke lightly.
Though his tone was polite, those deep eyes of his
were so calm that they held not the slightest ripple, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him.
Seeing Yang Lingtian's unconcerned expression, Jian Wuchen's fury ignited once more.
A mere ant in the Early Divine Lord Realm dared to speak to him in