Ning Fa frowned. "What is there that you cannot tell me? Is someone targeting the Huayu Sect?"
As he spoke, a sharp, icy gleam flashed through Ning Fa's eyes.
At that moment, Chou Zheng spoke up. "Exactly. Senior Brother Ouyang, what is there that cannot be said before Martial Uncle Ning? I have had enough of this long ago!"
By then, Chou Zheng's face was already burning with fury.
Then he raised his voice. "Martial Uncle guessed correctly. Someone is indeed targeting our Huayu Sect!
"Ever since the Supreme Elder Council issued this regulation, aside from routine assignments, our sect's name has frequently appeared on the rosters for those high-difficulty missions.
"So despite the enormous sacrifices our sect has made, our mission completion rate has not been ideal. As a result, we have earned far fewer battle merits than the other sects, which has led to our current situation.
"And in order to preserve this Spirit Mountain, although most of our sect's Core Formation elders are wounded, Martial Uncle Cang Lei still has to lead teams out on missions. He hopes to earn more battle merits."
Hearing this, Ning Fa flew into a towering rage. Terrifying Spiritual Pressure burst from his body, instantly turning the great hall into something like an abyss.
The Core Formation elders all went pale at once, some even finding it difficult to breathe.
Yet they could not help looking at Ning Fa with secret delight, for this was enough to show just how astonishing his strength was.
Ning Fa took a deep breath and forced down the raging waves in his heart, though his voice remained full of anger. "Why would the Supreme Elder Council target our Huayu Sect? And did Senior Brother Cang Lei simply stand by and do nothing? Did he not go