Shang Sheng Wudi looked up at Elder Chan and said, "Lu Yin is a nominal disciple of Changtian Island. Although he never studied under the Heavenly Master, he still holds the status of a disciple."
Elder Chan found it amusing.
Below, Immortal Old Man bowed respectfully. "I ask you to rule on this matter, Elder Chan. Lu Yin is suspected of betraying the Fifth Continent, and now that he cultivates death energy, he may even become a puppet controlled by the Death God Race. I wanted to exercise my privilege as a councilor, but Senior Wudi threatened my life. I ask you to rule on this matter."
Zheng Night King seized the opportunity to add, "I ask you to rule on this matter, Elder Chan. Our lives as councilors have been threatened."
Xin Jiao and the other three councilors remained silent.
Shang Sheng Wudi glared furiously at Immortal Old Man. "Who threatened your lives?"
Immortal Old Man and Zheng Night King also fell silent.
As a junior, Lu Yin knew it would be even less appropriate for him to speak now. Everything depended on Elder Chan's ruling.
Elder Chan waved a hand. "This was nothing but a farce. Disperse."
Everyone froze. Disperse? It was that simple?
Shang Sheng Wudi was overjoyed. "Thank you, Elder Chan."
Immortal Old Man was unwilling to give up. "Elder Chan, Senior Wudi damaged the Boundary Mountain, and that junior has even cultivated death energy."
Elder Chan replied coolly, "There are countless paths of cultivation. Didn't that child explain himself? Death energy wasn't created by the Death God Race. If he can cultivate it and remain clear-minded, perhaps he can even turn the tables and control members of the Death God Race. He may yet make great contributions in the future fight against the New Human