The Sect Master's Bearing (Third Update! Please Subscribe!)

On the seats at the head of the hall, shrouded in chaotic mist, the high-ranking cultivators of both the righteous and demonic paths all wore solemn expressions.

The saber energy unleashed by this fourth true disciple of the Chongming Sect was domineering and fierce, pressing forward without pause. His saber intent was pure and concentrated, almost tangible.

His aura was even purer and more vibrant, as if formed by nature itself.

He had only just entered the Nascent Soul Realm, yet he already possessed the bearing of an ordinary late-stage Mortal Infant cultivator!

With such strength and such an exceptionally deep foundation, there might not be a second person like him among his peers!

At that thought, the five righteous-path Ancestors immediately sent word to the true disciples beneath them, without the slightest hesitation: "Today, just watch closely and observe Pei Ling's moves."

"There's no need for you to take the stage and challenge him."

"He'll surely become the demonic sects' Holy Son today. There's no need to make a show of it."

At the same time, the demonic side also sent word: "Pei Ling is extremely powerful. Even without a Protector, he's more than capable of taking his rightful place as Holy Son."

"Don't act rashly, lest your opponents use the chance to climb the Blood Ladder to silence you."

"Only make a move after a true disciple from the false path goes first and wears him down."

The true disciples immediately agreed.

At that moment, Su Lijing took a small sip of spirit wine. Gazing through layer upon layer of mist at Pei Ling on the Blood Ladder, he gave a slight nod.

The boy had only just broken through his core and formed his Nascent Soul; he hadn't yet had a chance to cultivate Nascent Soul Realm