Yang Zhan stood in front of the Ying Tian Sect's ancestral palace. Although he didn't want to, he had no choice. He had to continue acting as a fake expert!
"It was you?"
In front of the gate of the ancestral hall, the sage-like old man looked down at Yang Zhan. His eyes flashed, and his expression turned solemn.
"It was me!"
Said Yang Zhan proudly.
"Impossible! With your cultivation base, there's no way you're a match for Shangguan Feixiong!"
The elder icily glared at Yang Zhan, a disdainful expression on his face.
At this time, the thirty-sixth monastery's Elders who had come with Yang Zhan were almost paralyzed with fear. Yang Zhan couldn't play around like this! This was the Ying Tian Sect's ancestral land!
Causing trouble here, wasn't that just courting death?
"Little fellow, you dare be so arrogant in front of the Yellow Sect's sect master? You can die now!"
A voice suddenly rang out from the side. That Elder Jin Xuan who had been beaten by Shangguan Feixiong charged at Yang Zhan, an immortal seal in his hand.
A powerful Immortal King's aura erupted from his body, causing all the spectating cultivators' hearts to tremble.
After being beaten by Shangguan Feixiong, Elder Jin Xuan had lost all face. He needed to establish his might, and now that Yang Zhan had walked out, he had the perfect opportunity to do so.
"Noisy!"
Yang Zhan didn't even look at Elder Jin Xuan. With a casual wave of his hand, Elder Jin Xuan seemed to have been smashed into pieces by an ancient divine mountain.
Even the immortal seal in Elder Jin Xuan's hand shattered in the air.
Yang Zhan acted as if he had just slapped an ant to death. He casually walked over to the bottom of the steps and raised his head to look at the Yellow Sect's sect master.
The Ying Tian Sect's twelve branch sects were split into Heaven, Earth, Xuan, Huang, Universe, Primal, and Wind, Fire, Thunder, and Rain.
The elder at the top of the steps was the Yellow Sect's sect master.
The Yellow Sect's sect master was a Saint Venerable, an existence second only to the Ying Tian patriarch. But this little fellow dared to challenge him? Everyone was dumbfounded.
That Elder Jin Xuan had been killed with a single slap from Yang Zhan. This kind of combat power had also frightened everyone.
Only Gu Fei watched this scene from the side with a smile. The show had finally begun. He was going to imprint all the important figures of the Ying Tian Sect.
Yang Zhan was in the light, and he was in the dark. He wanted to capture all the experts in the Ancestral Grounds of Ying Tian Sect.
"You …"
Seeing that Yang Zhan had slapped Elder Jin Xuan to death and openly committed murder in front of him, the Yellow Sect's sectmaster's face fell. No matter how well-mannered he was, he was still infuriated.
"Alright, the game is about to end here. I hereby announce that I, Yang Zhan, am taking over Ying Tian Sect. Ancestor Ying Tian, hurry up and get your ass over here and kneel before this daddy's feet!"
Yang Zhan said to everyone. His voice instantly spread throughout the entire Ying Tian Sect's Ancestral Land.
"What …"
The Ancestral Grounds of the Yingtian Clan immediately burst into an uproar. Everyone was shocked to the extreme.
"Is this guy stupid? You want to make Ying Tianzong submit to you by yourself? "
"Yang Zhan? Where did this lunatic come from? "
Everyone outside the Yingtian Ancestral Hall, and even everyone in the Ancestral Grounds of Ying Tian Sect, were dumbfounded. They didn't know what was going on.
Several extremely powerful divine senses rushed out from the Yingtian Ancestral Mountain and swept towards the Yingtian Ancestral Hall.
The powerful divine senses descended from the sky and instantly landed on Yang Zhan. At this moment, Yang Zhan could be said to be the center of attention, dazzling to the extreme.
He seemed to be standing at the peak of his life.
At this moment, everyone looked at Yang Zhan in front of the Yingtian Ancestral Hall as if they were looking at a monster.
"Haha …"
The Yellow Sect's sectmaster stared at Yang Zhan and suddenly burst into laughter.
"What's so funny?"
Yang Zhan frowned and said.
"You really are crazy. Do you think that by killing Elder Jin Xuan, you can make the entire Ying Tian Sect submit to you?"
The Yellow Sect's sectmaster's face turned gloomy. He stared at Yang Zhan, who was at the bottom of the stairs. His eyes flickered, and immortal patterns interweaved in his eyes.
"Swoosh!"
In the next moment, two flames shot out of the Yellow Sect's sectmaster's eyes towards Yang Zhan.
At such a close distance, Yang Zhan simply didn't have time to dodge the sudden attack from the Yellow Sect's sectmaster.
However, a scene that left everyone dumbfounded appeared in the next moment. The two flames that shot out of the Yellow Sect's sectmaster's eyes exploded in front of Yang Zhan, as if they had hit an invisible wall.
Yang Zhan smiled strangely. His figure suddenly disappeared into the void, as if he had vanished into thin air.
Those who had locked onto Yang Zhan with their divine senses were stunned. They actually couldn't sense Yang Zhan's aura anymore. How was this possible?
Even the big shots on the Yingtian Ancestral Mountain were indescribably shocked.
"How is this possible …"
The big shots in the Yingtian Ancestral Grounds couldn't believe it, but it was the truth.
In the next moment, the Yellow Sect's sectmaster's body shook. He looked down and saw a hand piercing through his chest. He looked at the bloody hand in disbelief.
At this time, a wave of exclamations rang out. Everyone was dumbfounded because Yang Zhan had actually appeared behind the Yellow Sect's sectmaster, and his right hand had pierced through the Yellow Sect's sectmaster's sacred body.
The Yellow Sect's sectmaster was a Holy Venerate, but Yang Zhan's hand could actually pierce through his sacred body. Could it be that his hand was much stronger than a Holy Venerate's sacred body?
Yang Zhan's right hand shook. The Yellow Sect's sectmaster only had time to let out a scream before his entire body instantly exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist. His body and soul were directly destroyed.
However, not a single drop of blood was splashed on Yang Zhan's body.
The Yellow Sect's sectmaster, one of Yingtian's twelve sects, was actually killed just like that. Everyone in the square had their mouths wide open, and their eyeballs almost fell to the ground.
This was a Holy Venerate, not a bunch of mortals outside. The strength of a Holy Venerate was unimaginable, but now, a Holy Venerate was actually as weak as an ant in front of Yang Zhan.
"Who's not convinced?"
Yang Zhan stood on the steps in front of the Yingtian Ancestral Hall, proudly scanning the crowd.
At this time, the elders who came with Yang Zhan were both surprised and happy. They didn't expect Yang Zhan to be so strong that he could even kill a Holy Venerate so easily.
In this way, they really had a chance to control the entire Yingtian Sect.
This was definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to rise in power. At the thought of this, they were extremely excited.
"I'm standing right here. Whoever's not convinced, come and fight me!"
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