"!" Never in his wildest dreams had Wang Yan imagined that he would be subdued in an instant before so many Golden Core Stage cultivators from his own sect. He had not even had time to react. He tried to struggle, only to discover that all his magic power had been sealed...
The Golden Core Cultivators had only seen a surge of red light and a flashing figure before someone had Wang Yan by the throat...
"Who's there?" the Golden Core Cultivators cried out, their expressions changing drastically...
There stood!
A burly old man, almost more powerfully built than Ye Shisan, appeared in the hall. He wore fiery-red robes, with a head of red hair and a fiery-red beard shaped like a curved saber. His red face looked imposing beyond measure. It was this old man who had seized Wang Yan by the throat with one hand, holding his entire body in his grip...
At the sight!
"Grand Elder!" the Golden Core Cultivators exclaimed. Clearly recognizing the red-haired old man, they hurriedly greeted him respectfully. "We pay our respects to the Grand Elder...!"
And at that moment...
"Grand Elder! Has there been some misunderstanding? This is my disciple, Wang Yan. Please show him mercy!" Venerable Gray Three stepped forward and hastily addressed the Grand Elder, clearly pleading on Wang Yan's behalf...
This red-faced old man was Lingyunzi's master, the Grand Elder of the Firecloud Sect, Flame Cloud Lion King!
Few people still knew Flame Cloud Lion King's real name. All they knew was that he had reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm several hundred years ago. It was precisely because of his presence that the Firecloud Sect was known as the second greatest sect in the Cloud Nation...
"Hmph! Your disciple?" Flame Cloud Lion King snorted through