Yang Zhan seemed to have become a completely different person in the main hall of the Yingtian Monastery, directly challenging the hall master and the twelfth elder.
The second elder had a fiery temper, so he directly attacked Yang Zhan. He wanted to finish off this person who dared to look down on him.
However, no one expected Yang Zhan to be this powerful. He directly punched the second elder's face, causing it to split open.
The second elder howled miserably as he was sent flying toward the hall master on his throne.
"Hmph!"
The hall master extended his right hand and directly caught the flying elder. However, at this very moment, the hall master was shocked. In the next moment, the throne he sat on actually shattered into pieces, shooting in all directions.
His entire body swayed and he actually took a step back. His face became flushed.
"This …"
The elders all paled in fright when they saw this. Just how was this guy so powerful? Was even the hall master not his opponent?
Only at this moment did the elders realize the severity of the situation.
The hall master looked down and saw that the second elder's face was covered in blood. He had actually fainted. He couldn't help but be shocked. The second elder was a Saint King. Even though he was only at the Third Heavenly Layer, he had still been knocked out by a single punch.
Even the hall master couldn't knock out the second elder with a single punch!
"You're quite skilled, sir. Sir is not a member of the Burning Sky Church, and there shouldn't be any grievances between us. Sir, why have you come?"
Although the hall master was shocked, he remained calm on the surface.
"I was bored and wanted to have fun, so I wanted to find something to do. Is that alright?" Yang Zhan looked at the hall master as if nothing had happened.
In the eyes of everyone in the Yingtian Monastery, the lofty hall master was no different from an ant in Yang Zhan's eyes. He could crush him with a single finger.
At this moment, Yang Zhan was actually already under the control of Gu Fei's will.
In the Ancestral World, although Yang Zhan was a Xiantian cultivator, he was at the lowest level. The elders and hall master of the Yingtian Monastery wouldn't pay attention to him at all.
But right now, these great figures had no choice but to pay attention to this little cultivator.
At this moment, Yang Zhan's heart was crumbling. Brother Fei was cheating me. I'm not an expert, I'm just a fake expert!
The truly powerful person was Gu Fei.
"What …"
Everyone in the main hall, including the Hall Master, was dumbfounded. Did this guy come here to have fun because he was bored? Was that even possible?
"Fellow Daoist, why don't you tell me what you want?"
The Elder Hall Master stared at Yang Zhan. A powerful immortal aura spread out from his body, causing the entire hall to tremble under the impact of this immortal aura.
"The Dean is angry!"
The elders in the hall all looked at the Hall Master in shock. They couldn't help but retreat in all directions. They didn't want to be caught in the crossfire.
The Dean handed the unconscious Second Elder to the Second Elder's eldest disciple to carry him away.
"You won't believe me even if I tell you. I can't be bothered with you."
Yang Zhan looked coldly at the Hall Master.
"Hmph!"
The Dean sneered and stretched out his hand. A huge hand immediately appeared in the sky and grabbed towards Yang Zhan.
The huge hand shrouded the entire void, sealing off all of Yang Zhan's escape routes.
"It's always the same move. Don't you have any new tricks up your sleeves?" Yang Zhan shook his head. In the next moment, he disappeared into the void.
"How is this possible …"
At that moment, Yang Zhan seemed to have disappeared into thin air. Everyone in the main hall, including the Hall Master, couldn't sense his aura at all.
This time, even the elders became nervous. This mysterious expert was incredible. He was definitely not a nobody. He could disappear into thin air and evade their divine senses. Could he be someone from the Void Battle Race?
The Void Battle Race was one of the strongest races in the Ancestral Realm. Even the Wood Race, the great backer of the Ying Tianzong, was slightly inferior in terms of strength.
If the Void Battle Race really wanted to attack the Ying Tianzong, then even the God of Heaven wouldn't be able to save the Ying Tianzong.
Just as the Hall Master was shocked, a figure silently appeared above the Hall Master and stood on his shoulder with his hands behind his back.
The Hall Master's body sank. He felt as if a divine mountain was suddenly pressing down on his shoulder. He almost fell to the ground.
"Roar!"
The Hall Master let out a roar. His entire body was surrounded by immortal light. Nine immortal runes appeared on his body, and the supreme might of a Saint Emperor erupted from his body.
The entire main hall shook violently.
"What …"
Seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded. Especially those elders and disciples, they were collectively dumbfounded. None of them had imagined that Yang Zhan was actually so powerful.
"Kneel!"
Yang Zhan said indifferently. In the next moment, he exerted force with his legs.
"Bang!"
The Hall Master directly knelt on the ground, and his knees caused the ground to cave in.
At this time, the Hall Master's face was completely red. He desperately tried to stand up, but it was all in vain. Only now did he realize that although he was a Saint Emperor, he was actually no different from an ant in front of this person!
The eleven elders in the main hall were extremely terrified. At this time, they no longer had the courage to attack Yang Zhan. Even the Hall Master was not a match for him. If they went up, they would only be sending themselves to death.
"Are you convinced?"
Yang Zhan said indifferently.
"No!"
The Hall Master said angrily. He wanted to use a great technique to kill Yang Zhan, but he was shocked to find that he couldn't use any of his divine abilities.
Yang Zhan used absolute strength to suppress the Hall Master's Celestial Core. Without Celestial Core, even if he had a thousand divine abilities, he couldn't use them.
"If you're not convinced, then go to hell!"
After saying that, Yang Zhan exerted force with his legs. The Hall Master's body immediately collapsed into a cloud of blood mist. He didn't even have time to let out a scream before his body and soul were completely destroyed.
"You actually …"
The eleven elders were directly scared silly by this scene. The Hall Master who was usually high and mighty was actually trampled to death by someone. Even if they told this to others, no one would believe it.
The fact that Yang Zhan trampled the Hall Master to death with one foot shocked everyone in the main hall.
"Are you guys convinced?"
Yang Zhan glanced at everyone and said.
Seeing Yang Zhan's gaze sweeping over them, everyone lowered their heads.
"Are you convinced or not? If you don't say anything, I will take it that you guys are not convinced!" Yang Zhan said indifferently to the eleven elders.
At this time, these elders were envious of the Second Elder who was carried away by his disciple.
"We are convinced, we are convinced! We are willing to submit to Master. "
The eleven elders hurriedly knelt down in front of Yang Zhan. Even the Great Elder was no exception. Since the Hall Master was dead, how could the Great Elder dare to be unconvinced?
"Haha …"
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