Being swept by Yan Zhaoge's gaze, the group of Sun Saint Sect disciples all jolted and regained their wits.
Yan Zhaoge stood in place, a short bamboo branch appearing in his right hand, the other end lightly tapping on the palm of his left hand.
The Sun Saint Sect disciples gathered together, looking at Yan Zhaoge: "You …"
"Bullying the weak, I have no interest in doing it, but the prerequisite is that some people don't come looking for a beating." Yan Zhaoge lightly said: "I am a very magnanimous person, most of the time I don't bear grudges, so if there is a problem, I like to solve it on the spot."
The group of Sun Saint Sect disciples all paled, their mouths opened, but no sound came out.
Yan Zhaoge waved his hand, and the artifacts once again flew in front of Sikong Qing, Ye Jing, and the others.
Seeing this scene, the eight Sun Saint Sect disciples unconsciously tightened their grip on the artifacts in their hands.
Yan Zhaoge casually said: "I'm not like Chao Yuanlong, I really don't care about those eight artifacts, but the other things …"
As he said this, Yan Zhaoge's gaze fell on a young Sun Saint Sect disciple, whose eyes suddenly flashed.
His expression was somewhat conflicted, as if he wanted to directly squash the little cat in his hand, but under Yan Zhaoge's pressure, he didn't dare.
Yan Zhaoge looked at him, smiled, and grabbed the air with his left hand.
The radiant spirit cat immediately escaped from the youth's hand. The youth felt his fingers go soft, and couldn't muster any strength. Let alone squash the cat, even moving his fingers was difficult.
But the small radiant spirit cat didn't feel the slightest bit of abnormality, and flew through the air, into Yan Zhaoge's hand.
With a burst of aura-qi, the wound on the cat's neck stopped bleeding, and Yan Zhaoge casually threw the cat into the hands of his junior apprentice-sister.
The girl held the radiant spirit cat, feeling both happy and distressed.
"Pa!"
With a crisp sound, the bamboo branch in Yan Zhaoge's right hand directly sent the youth who had just caught the radiant spirit cat flying.
"That radiant spirit cat, my junior apprentice-sister raised it, belongs to my Broad Creed Mountain." Yan Zhaoge's hands pinched the two ends of the bamboo branch, bending it slightly in front of him: "These words, I said."
"Is there a problem?"
The Sacred Sun Clan martial practitioners all lowered their heads slightly, not speaking.
Yan Zhaoge said nonchalantly, "I know that you are not convinced. Chao Yuanlong cannot beat me, and you cannot beat me, but that does not mean that the martial practitioners of the Sacred Sun Clan cannot beat me."
"But at the very least, here and now, you have no choice but to accept it."
Pride was extremely easy to fall, and those who had not experienced much wind and rain would often easily walk to extremes. The Sacred Sun Clan descendants had their spirits completely crushed by Yan Zhaoge at this moment, their gazes all turned dim and helpless.
The bamboo in Yan Zhaoge's hand pointed into the distance, "This is the central region of the whirlpool, there is no place for you to stay. Take Chao Yuanlong and scram."
While the Sacred Sun Clan disciples' spirit and arrogance had been broken, hearing these words, they all glared angrily at Yan Zhaoge.
"The center of the vortex is so big. Why can't we stay here?"
"Senior Martial Brother Chao is unconscious. If he goes to a place with thick black fog, he might not be able to endure it!"
"This senior apprentice-brother Yan, isn't your Broad Creed Mountain a little too much? Do you really think that my Sacred Sun Clan is easy to bully? "
Even the group of Broad Creed Mountain disciples, upon hearing Yan Zhaoge's words, felt a little surprised.
In a dangerous place like the Sealing Dragon Abyss, a stable central region was rarely seen. The area in front of them was extremely big. Although the two factions were not on good terms, they could each occupy a side and not see each other.
Yan Zhaoge had directly knocked Chao Yuanlong unconscious, and had even beaten up the other Sacred Sun Clan disciples to the point where their faces were covered in blood. This could still be said to be the result of sparring between the younger generation.
But to directly drive Chao Yuanlong and the others out of the central region of the whirlpool was indeed a little too arrogant.
At the end of the day, although the people of Broad Creed Mountain were unwilling to admit it, compared to the Sacred Sun Clan, their own sect was still somewhat weaker.
Yan Zhaoge, however, acted as if nothing had happened. He only rhythmically tapped the bamboo branch in his right hand against the palm of his left hand. His gaze was fixed on the faces of the Sacred Sun Clan disciples in front of him, a hint of undisguised ridicule in his eyes.
With Chao Yuanlong unconscious, the leader of the remaining Sacred Sun Clan disciples took a deep breath and said in a low voice to his fellow disciples behind him: "If we don't fight when the odds are against us, let's go!"
Unlike when they had faced Sikong Qing and Ye Jing, when they had spoken a few harsh words, when facing Yan Zhaoge, the group of Sacred Sun Clan disciples all lowered their heads in silence. A few people picked up Chao Yuanlong and retreated in a sorry state.
But everyone knew that the Sacred Sun Clan would not let this matter rest. In the future, when they had called for reinforcements, they would definitely make a comeback.
Someone looked at the retreating figures of the Sacred Sun Clan disciples and said in a low voice: "Why don't we just leave them here to avoid future troubles. After all, this is the Sealing Dragon Abyss …"
Hearing this, the others all shivered.
Yan Zhaoge did not say anything. At this time, Ah Hu's tall figure appeared to the side. He picked his ear and flicked his finger: "Little guy, you're quite fierce ah. I think very highly of you."
"But, would my family's young master be afraid of them complaining and calling for reinforcements?"
The disciple didn't say anything, but the others all opened their mouths.
Having an awesome father, it really was worry-free ah …
In a moment of excitement, Ah Hu's mouth was a little careless as he laughed: "Actually, the real reason is that my family's young master seems to be in a very good mood today."
"If he was in a bad mood, he would take it out on others. I reckon that he would really bury Chao Yuanlong and those other kids here."
Everyone wanted to laugh but didn't dare. At this time, Yan Zhaoge's sound transmission resounded in Ah Hu's ears: "Ah Hu, your allowance for this month, I, your young master, will be withholding it."
Ah Hu's eyes widened: "Young master, don't!"
"It's just like you said, when your family's young master is in a bad mood, I will take it out on others."
"Heavens, young master, you are forever wise and heroic, high above the masses, magnanimous, benevolent and righteous …"
Not mentioning Ah Hu who was secretly begging for mercy, although the Broad Creed Mountain disciples were a little worried about the future changes of the Sacred Sun Clan, they were more excited and happy. Their gazes towards Yan Zhaoge were filled with admiration and worship.
In the blink of an eye, he had crippled Chao Yuanlong who was at the same cultivation level as him.
Chao Yuanlong was not an ordinary inner aura Martial Scholar, but a direct disciple of the Sacred Sun Clan. He was an outstanding figure amongst his peers, an outstanding figure amongst those of the same cultivation level. In the entire Eight Extremities World, he was a famous rising star of the younger generation.
Of those of the same cultivation level, how many would dare say that they could beat Chao Yuanlong into such a state so easily?
Some disciples who had been in the clan for a little longer looked at Yan Zhaoge with doubt and admiration: "Before, I never knew that Senior Brother Yan was actually this strong. Could it be that he had been holding back all this time?"
"Cough, cough, style, style, I have to maintain the style of an expert, I have to have a style!" Yan Zhaoge warned himself in his heart as he accepted the gazes of admiration and worship from the crowd without any trace of politeness.
Although the Coiling Dragon Sleeve was a supreme technique of his body's original owner, if not for Yan Zhaoge's modifications and changes, naturally he would not have been able to achieve such a glorious result.
After incorporating the Taiji Cloud Dragon Sword's sword intent from his previous life's Divine Palace collection into the Coiling Dragon Sleeve, it immediately underwent a complete transformation.
As for using a bamboo branch as a weapon, it was naturally under the premise of not going overboard, and to pursue a flashy effect as much as possible.
However, it seemed like he was the one who had said that they would fly together while acting pretentious …
"The effect is not bad, keep up the good work." Yan Zhaoge nodded his head in satisfaction.
A fellow disciple hesitantly asked: "Senior Brother Yan, since we are unable to completely eliminate those people from the Sacred Sun Clan, why do we have to shed all pretense of cordiality and drive them out …"
Yan Zhaoge said without a care: "Because I'm in a good mood ah."
The other party was flabbergasted, and was momentarily speechless.
Yan Zhaoge smiled and said no more. He snapped his fingers. Seeing this, Ah Hu immediately placed the Internal Crystal Furnace that he had painstakingly brought in at the edge of the whirlpool.
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