Just then, a disciple walked up to Tianqiong and handed him a box.
Tianqiong's face was filled with doubt as he opened the box. Instantly, his face turned pale and he started to panic.
Inside were the tokens of the Four Holy Princes and a note.
Tianqiong, today you've shot yourself in the foot, Lin Feng!!
"Damn it!!" Tianqiong's face contorted as he crushed the box. As for the token, he kept it in his Space Ring.
Not long after he took back the token, the Four Saints all landed on the high platform and stood together with Xuanyuan Mu.
"Welcome, Eldest Saint, Sheng Hui!"
"Welcome, Second Saint, Dong Sheng!"
"Welcome, the three Saints, Yiyun!"
"Welcome, Four Holy Sons, Mo Da!"
Xuanyuan Mu looked at the Four Saints and introduced them. Countless disciples cupped their fists and bowed to them, because the Four Saints were like their ancestors.
It was the first time that Lin Feng had such a comprehensive understanding of the four holy sons. Mo Da was Lin Feng's enemy, but he didn't know the other three.
Lin Feng looked at the four Holy Sons. The first Holy Son, Sheng Hui, was a high-level Holy Emperor, and he wasn't much weaker than Master Bodhidharma.
The Second Saint, Dong Sheng, should also have the strength of a Great Perfection Saint Emperor, but he should still be a Small Perfection Saint Emperor.
The remaining three Holy Princes, Yi Yun, and Mo Da, should be minor Saint Kings. Although there was a difference in strength, it should not be too great.
"Four Saints, everyone is here. Can you check where your token is?"
Seeing that everyone had gathered, Xuan Yuan Mu turned around and bowed to the four Holy Sons.
Hearing this, the Fourth Holy Son frowned. His badge being stolen should be a big matter in the Divine Sect, but to him, it was a humiliation. If he couldn't even manage his own badge properly, he would probably become a laughing stock.
"Tsk tsk, Mo Da, you actually lost your own token. How embarrassing!"
Just as Mo Da was about to step forward to search for the token, the three Holy Sons beside him couldn't help but mock him with a bright smile.
Hearing this, Mo Da's expression immediately darkened. He glared at Yi Yun and shouted in a low voice, "Yi Yun, be careful that you don't lose your token one day!"
"Haha, I'm not as muddle-headed as you. I always carry my own token with me. What's wrong? Could it be that some chick took away your token? "
As Yi Yun spoke, the sneer on his face intensified.
Xuan Yuanmu could only smile helplessly as he watched the two Holy Sons quarrel. The three Holy Sons and the four Holy Sons had been enemies since ancient times, and this had never changed.
Lin Feng also noticed that Yi Yun and Mo Da didn't like each other.
Mo Da ignored Yi Yun's humiliation. He took a step forward and arrived above all the disciples. He closed his eyes and circulated his Saint Art. A golden light enveloped all the disciples.
The sky was also enveloped by the dazzling golden light. However, a sound came from the spatial ring, and the token began to tremble.
"Hmm? Take it out!! "
Just as Tianqiong was about to control the token, he heard Mo Da roar. With a wave of his left hand, Tianqiong and his spatial ring flew out.
Tianqiong fell to the ground, while Mo Da grabbed his Space Ring. With a forceful squeeze, the Space Ring turned to dust, revealing his amber token.
In a flash, Mo Da looked relieved. He had finally found the token. He hadn't lost the right to become a Holy Son. But at the same time, he was furious. A little disciple had dared steal his token?
Xuan Yuan Mu's eyes widened. Tianqiong was his disciple, but it was actually his disciple who had stolen the medallion, and he was still searching elsewhere. His face paled, and he felt an indescribable sense of humiliation.
"Tell me, why did you steal my token?" Shouted the four Holy Sons furiously. They were already releasing their Saint Art. If Tianqiong didn't say a word, Mo Da would crush him.
Tianqiong's heart was pounding. His face was deathly pale. He regretted putting the blame on Lin Feng. If Lin Feng really did what he wanted, he would have shot himself in the foot.
"No, I didn't steal the token. Someone called Luo Chen stole it."
Tianqiong knew that he was going to die, but he still wanted to die. Besides, Luo Chen had indeed stolen the token and told him to put the blame on Lin Feng.
The moment Tianqiong spoke, everyone's gaze landed on Luo Chen. In an instant, Luo Chen became the center of attention.
Mo Da was also staring at Luo Chen. He shouted furiously, "Did you steal the token?"
"Fourth Holy Son, I want to talk to you." said Luo Chen. He didn't look scared at all. Instead, he was smiling.
When Mo Da heard Luo Chen, he frowned and nodded. He waved his left hand and Luo Chen flew towards Mo Da.
Luo Chen walked a few steps and arrived next to Mo Da. He whispered a few words to Mo Da and then flew back to his original position.
When Mo Da heard Luo Chen, he was surprised. He looked pensive as if he was thinking about something.
"Xuan Yuan Mu, Tianqiong is your disciple. What do you want to do with him?"
After pondering for a long time, Mo Da turned around and asked Xuanyuan Mu.
When Tianqiong heard that, his face turned deathly pale. He couldn't help but glare at Luo Chen. Luo Chen just smiled and ignored him.
He hadn't been able to put the blame on Tianqiong, which meant that Tianqiong was a piece of trash. He couldn't even do such a simple thing.
Luo Chen also knew that Lin Feng had mastered Spacetime Dao. No wonder he couldn't put the blame on Tianqiong. He hadn't expected that.
When Xuan Yuan Mu heard Mo Da's words, he immediately shouted, "Kill him!"
"Alright, then I'll go back." Hearing Xuanyuan Mu's firm shout, Mo Da nodded in satisfaction. Then he glanced at Luo Chen on the ground, then flew up and left the martial arts field. He had already found the token, so there was no point in staying.
Mo Da left. Sheng Hui and Dong Sheng also left.
The three Holy Sons smiled indifferently. Suddenly, their gazes stopped on Lin Feng's body and they slowly walked towards him.
When Lin Feng saw Yi Yun and the three Holy Sons walking towards him, he was surprised.
"Three Holy Sons, what's the matter?" asked Lin Feng, clenching his fists.
Yi Yun shook his head and smiled brilliantly. "You're Lin Feng? Brother Mo Da's disciple? "
"Yes, that's me!" nodded Lin Feng.
"Work hard. I hope that you can stand out in the competition next month and become one of the five Holy Sons." said the three Holy Sons jokingly. But Lin Feng could tell that they weren't mocking him.
"I will try my best." Replied Lin Feng while nodding.
"Actually, you don't have to become one of the five Holy Sons. If you have the ability, you can try to become one of the four Holy Sons!"
Said Yi Yun with a teasing smile on his face. Then, he rose up in the air and left the field. Lin Feng raised his head and smiled at Yi Yun. Yi Yun's last sentence was the most important part of their conversation.
Yi Yun was reminding him that if he had the ability, he should challenge the four Holy Sons and drag them down from their pedestals.
The three Holy Sons were really smart. They knew how to use him against Mo Da.
Lin Feng looked at Tianqiong, whose face was deathly pale. Maybe this time, he wouldn't have to do anything. Tianqiong would definitely die.
Lin Feng also left the martial arts field. What Xuan Yuan Mu wanted to do with Tianqiong was none of his business.
Ma Nan also left the martial arts field. Tianqiong was looking for trouble. Back then, Xuan Yuan Mu had warned him but he didn't listen. Now, Xuan Yuan Mu had ordered him to kill Tianqiong. How could he survive?
Luo Chen was smiling while looking at Tianqiong. Tianqiong was also glaring at him. Luo Chen had caused him so much trouble.
Luo Chen didn't care about Tianqiong's anger. He laughed and left the martial arts field.
Nobody knew what Luo Chen had said to Mo Da to make him believe that Tianqiong had stolen the talisman.
Lin Feng also didn't know that Luo Chen had stolen the talisman and not Tianqiong. Luo Chen had thought of a way to frame Lin Feng.
If Lin Feng had known, he would have stopped Xuan Yuan Mu from killing Tianqiong. But now, Tianqiong had no reason to live.
"Die!"
Shouted Xuan Yuan Mu furiously. A terrifying deadly energy filled the entire martial arts field. Xuan Yuan Mu waved his left hand and blood streaked across the sky. Xuan Yuan Mu looked emotionless.
"Disperse!"
Shouted Xuan Yuan Mu in a deep voice. Immediately, all the disciples dispersed. Only Tianqiong's corpse was left on the martial arts field.
After a few minutes, the members of the Tian Clan and Tian Han all flew over, holding Tianqiong's corpse in their arms.
"Lin Feng, the Tian Clan will never forgive you!! Ahhhhh!!! "
When Tian Han saw his nephew die, he couldn't help but shout furiously. All his hatred was directed at Lin Feng.
What else could he do? Take revenge on the Shen Sect? Take revenge on Xuan Yuan Mu? What a joke.
"Let's go back to the clan." shouted Tian Han to the disciples of the Tian Clan. Then, he picked up Tianqiong's corpse and left.
Maybe the clan had a way to make Tianqiong's soul choose a new body.
They had to go back to the clan first!
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