The hall was silent as a tomb.
"May I ask what is amiss, Holy Envoy? According to the Immortal Stepping Stone's reaction, Ling Qing is undoubtedly possessed of a High-grade Immortal Bone."
Gu Chunyang's expression did not change as he slowly descended the jade steps.
"Many people present that day witnessed it with their own eyes."
"Gu Chunyang, I will give you one more chance."
Ling Qi turned around. His originally gentle expression visibly changed, bone-piercing chill filling his eyes as though he wished to bore straight through Gu Chunyang.
"The Grand Void Holy Land has methods to mend Immortal Bones. If this child's Immortal Bone is repaired and proves not to be high-grade, then you will have deceived those above you. Your Phantom Spirit Sect will face a calamity that wipes you out!"
At those words, Song Lingqing's gaze flickered, and a trace of hope rose within her beyond her control.
If her Immortal Bone could truly be restored, then her path of immortality had not yet been severed.
"The Immortal Stepping Stone resonated that day when Ling Qing entered the sect. If the Special Envoy still does not believe it, then by all means repair Ling Qing's Immortal Bone and verify it yourself."
Gu Chunyang's gaze did not waver in the slightest, his tone calm.
"If even a single word I speak is false, you may take my head. But if you merely see that my Phantom Spirit Sect is weak and wish to use your power to crush us, then I have nothing to say. You may flatten my Phantom Spirit Sect today if you wish."
As Gu Chunyang's words fell, deathly silence descended upon the hall. Not even breathing could be heard; a falling needle would have rung loud and clear.
Cold sweat seeped from the