The Academy elder cast a deep look at that black duck, a flicker of displeasure passing through his eyes, yet he still maintained his composure. "Why pay heed to the clamor of mere children?"
"Our Academy disciples have their own bearing. How could they let such filthy words throw them into disarray?"
"Quack! Fellow Daoists, seniors who have come from all directions, look! This Primordial Academy is nothing but a bunch of cowards!"
"Fourth Junior Brother, enough."
Ling Qingzhi's face was icy as she stopped Mountain-Seated Duck's pointless squawking. "I will send word to Master at once, but we will not retreat. We will wait here."
"Until the Primordial Academy's disciples dare come out and face us!"
Her final words rang high and clear, enough to hold the entire scene in check.
"Right, we'll wait!"
"We'll listen to Eldest Senior Sister!"
"Who would have thought the Primordial Academy would conduct itself like this? It is truly beneath the contempt of us immortal cultivators."
The Fushi Sect disciples watched coldly. They could cultivate even upon this snowfield; the environments in which they had once trained were far harsher than this. It was a trivial matter.
The powerful experts who had come from every direction to watch the battle showed a trace of approval in their eyes. Compared with that black duck's unruly pestering, they appreciated the bearing of this Fushi Sect Eldest Senior Sister far more.
Neither servile nor overbearing, measured in both advance and retreat, without losing the bearing of a great sect.
Just as the atmosphere grew somewhat stagnant and reached an impasse.
Lightning suddenly flashed across the sky as thunder roared, black clouds blanketed the heavens, and an unprecedented pressure descended without warning, shrouding heaven and earth!
Heaven and earth fell silent in an instant, so quiet