Zhou Yang's Threat!

Outside the Heavenly Phoenix Clan Holy Land, the atmosphere was grim and murderous.

Faced with Zhou Yang's angry questioning, the four sixth-tier members of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan, Qing Lan included, all fell silent. No one answered.

Their silence only made Zhou Yang's expression grow uglier.

His gaze locked tightly onto the current Heavenly Phoenix Clan chief, Jiang Fengxian's biological father, as he once more roared in an icy tone, "What? Is this question so difficult for you to answer? Or do you think Zhou does not dare to act?"

"Human brat, watch your words, you—"

"Shut your mouth! Was the lesson I gave you last time not deep enough? Do you want another one?"

Zhou Yang whipped around and glared viciously at the white-haired elder who had spoken, Jiang Fengxian's grandfather. His baleful aura surged.

At that moment, he was like a powder keg on the verge of exploding. Any outside spark would make him erupt at once.

The last time, he had only been at the Nascent Soul First Layer, yet he had already gained a certain upper hand while fighting the white-haired elder, whose strength was comparable to a Sixth-layer Nascent Soul cultivator. Now that Zhou Yang had reached the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, the white-haired elder could not possibly be his match.

All four sixth-tier members of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan present understood this.

Thus, though Zhou Yang's words were extremely unpleasant, the white-haired elder, intimidated by his aura, did not dare provoke him further. He could only stare at Zhou Yang with a face alternating between green and white, doing his utmost to suppress the fury in his heart.

Seeing this, Great Elder Qing Lan had no choice but to speak. "Fellow Daoist Zhou, please calm your anger first. This old woman can answer your