The many creatures in the distance were shocked upon hearing their words. These factions were no weaker than Heaven Mending Pavilion, yet their disciples now wanted to join Heaven Mending Pavilion.
They quickly understood that these people did not truly intend to join Heaven Mending Pavilion. They wanted to seize control of it, perhaps even carve it up.
Once Heaven Mending Pavilion's Sacrificial Spirit passed away, Heaven Mending Pavilion would struggle to maintain its transcendent status.
Within Heaven Mending Pavilion.
The many disciples and elders heard the voices outside the mountain gate and sensed the powerful auras beyond it. Their expressions all turned grim. This was no visit to pay respects at the gate—they had clearly come to threaten them.
"Damn it! Those bastards actually dared to kick us while we were down!" an ill-tempered elder roared. His eyes were filled with killing intent, and he wished he could charge out and slaughter them at once.
Another elder said coldly, "Those people will suffer soon enough. Do they really think Heaven Mending Pavilion is so easily bullied?"
The Heaven Mending Pavilion Master arrived through the air with several senior elders. Towering auras emanated from them, causing heaven and earth to rumble. Rays of light stretched for miles, dazzling and resplendent.
"Everyone, our Heaven Mending Pavilion is a small temple. I fear we are incapable of teaching you. Please return," the Heaven Mending Pavilion Master said indifferently. Even if Heaven Mending Pavilion were destroyed, it would never become another faction's subordinate.
"That is true enough."
A young man said with a faint smile. He looked at the Heaven Mending Pavilion disciples before the mountain gate, his gaze brimming with contempt. "A place capable of producing such weak disciples truly has no qualifications to teach us."
The senior elders of Heaven Mending