'He's not a match for him. He's definitely not a match for him. It's not just me and the Elder. Even the Cult Master won't be able to disperse the thunderclouds so easily. '
Thinking of the other party's casual punch and his unscathed body after being struck by the thunderbolts, Sean's heart sank. 'I mustn't let the Radiant Cult fight it out with him. It's dangerous. It's too dangerous.'
However, thinking of his Master's usual way of doing things, Sean still did not feel optimistic.
'I hope that the people I sent will be able to convince Master and the others. '
With these thoughts in mind, the Radiant Cult's Eldest Martial Brother brought Fang Xingjian to the huge palace where the Radiant Cult was located. Looking at the palace that was still tightly guarded and had not changed at all, Eldest Martial Brother Sean frowned and said to Fang Xingjian, "Sir, can you let me go in first to report your arrival before we come out to receive you?"
Under his expectant gaze, Fang Xingjian looked casually at the white palace before him, waved his hand, and said, "Go on."
Sean nodded and jogged into the Radiant Cult's palace.
Fang Xingjian stood outside the palace, fully activating his Heaven's Perception. He started to read the light and sound waves, scanning the entire palace like he was clairvoyant and clairaudient. At the next moment, his body disappeared with a flash.
Everyone in the surroundings exchanged glances.
...
In the Radiant Light Sect's hall, a benevolent old man with white hair and a white beard was the Radiant Light Sect's Patriarch. Right now, he was smiling as he looked at the young man next to him. He said, "Is the Great Envoy here to unify the influences in the entire Horned Frogs Valley?"
The young man had long hair and his eyes were closed, appearing as if he was asleep yet not. Hearing the Cult Master's words, he nodded and said with an indifferent expression, "It's time to pull in the net. From today onward, the Radiant Cult will be the only power in the entire Horned Frogs Valley."
Hearing this, the Cult Master's eyes gleamed with excitement. Ten years ago, he had still been a wild Knight in dire straits.
It was because of the guidance he had received from this young man and the support of the influences behind him that he had been able to establish the Radiant Cult's great foundation within a short ten years, becoming the sole power in the entire Horned Frogs Valley. He had even reached level 27.
Ten years had passed, but the young man before him did not seem to have changed at all.
In the eyes of the pope, the other party was incomparably mysterious and powerful. As long as the other party promised something, there was nothing he couldn't accomplish.
Just then, Eldest Martial Brother Sean, who was covered in burns, walked in. When he saw the Cult Master, he said, "Master, have you received my news?"
"Sean, what's going on? Why are you covered in injuries? "The Pope turned around and frowned when he saw Cheyenne's appearance.
Sean shook his head and said, "Master, this isn't the time to care about these things. Didn't you see the people I sent?"
"I'm receiving the Esteemed Envoy." With that, the Pope smiled and said to the Envoy, "This is my proud disciple, Sean."
"Sean, why aren't you coming to receive the High Envoy? If it wasn't for the High Envoy's guidance over the past few years, there wouldn't be the Radiant Cult we have today."
Sean was stunned for a moment and looked at the young man next to the Cult Master. However, he was not concerned about this at all and continued to say anxiously, "Master, an expert who is at least level 27 has come. He used the heavenly thunder to temper his body and even broke through the thunderclouds in the sky with one punch, stopping the entire storm. He's outside now. Let's go out and welcome him. "
"He used the heavenly thunder to temper his body and even broke through the thunderclouds with one punch?" A hint of seriousness flashed on the Cult Master's face. "It's no wonder that the storm suddenly stopped. It was done by him?"
"That's right," Sean said. "He seems to be a little hostile toward us. However, this person's abilities are too high. It's best that we don't offend him."
The Cult Master nodded. However, he immediately looked at the Great Envoy and asked, "Great Envoy, what do you think?"
Sean looked at this scene in great astonishment. Right now, the Cult Master was like a docile little sheep before that young man. Where was the slightest hint of his usual imposing and domineering attitude?
The Great Envoy nodded casually. "Let him in. If he's willing to join, then let him in. If he's not willing, then don't let him out."
"Yes."
Sean stopped the Cult Master and said, "Master, that person outside is really very powerful. The heavenly thunder he used to temper his body wasn't ordinary. Instead, he created a metal mountain that was over 300 meters tall to attract the thunderbolts. Even after tempering his body, he appears to be unscathed and doesn't show any signs of fatigue. "With such abilities, it's really not wise to make an enemy out of him. "Of course, we should recruit him. However, even if he's not willing to join us, we shouldn't attack him either."
The Cult Master was stunned for a moment before he looked at the Great Envoy. The Great Envoy's tone was filled with impatience. "Are you doubting me?"
"But …" Sean still wanted to say something but was stopped by the Cult Master. "Alright, Sean, don't say anymore."
The Great Envoy smiled coldly. "Do you think that I won't be able to deal with that guy outside?"
Under the Cult Master's gaze, Sean could not help but say, "Lord Great Envoy, that second transition expert outside is really very strong. He casually broke through the thunderbolts in the sky above the entire Horned Frogs Valley. That's something that Master and the Elders can't do even if they join forces. "Moreover, this is just his physical cultivation. Who knows if he has any other astonishing Killing techniques hidden up his sleeves? "Who knows if there are any other influences backing him up? It's not wise to offend such a person recklessly."
"Enough, Cheyenne. Shut up!" The Pope looked at Cheyenne furiously and said, "Do you still not understand? The Great Envoy is our Radiant Cult's greatest backer, our greatest pillar of support. Initially, I didn't tell you many things because I hoped that you could focus on your cultivation. "I didn't expect that I've limited your vision, causing you to be a frog in a well. "Remember, the Great Envoy's abilities are not something you can imagine. Don't try to persuade the Great Envoy with your limited vision."
The young Terrene Shrine's Great Envoy smiled, waved his hand, and said, "Alright, there's no need to tell him anymore. After staying in such a small place for so long, how could he possibly understand what a true expert is like?"
As the Great Envoy spoke, he put out his right hand. Under the cover of the gray light, his palm disappeared into void space. At the next moment, Cheyenne felt his heart clench. Then his eyeballs, blood vessels, and internal organs seemed to have been gently caressed by a pair of hands.
Even his brain seemed to have been lightly patted, and he suffered a slight concussion.
Sean looked at the Great Envoy with a terrified expression and asked, "What technique is this?"
Looking at Sean's terrified expression, the Great Envoy smiled in satisfaction. "All of my attacks can penetrate through void space and hit any part of your body. A second transition Knight? "Hmph, what's the difference between me killing a second transition Knight and slaughtering a chicken or sheep?"
Saying so, he ordered the Pope, "Let him in. I'd like to see how long he can last against me after bragging so much."
Sean looked at the Great Envoy, his heart filled with astonishment. He could not imagine who would be able to fend off such mysterious and unfathomable means, as well as sinister and strange attacks.
'Is this what Master is relying on? To think that he can ignore all defenses and casually crush other people's hearts and brains. With such abilities and amazing means, it's true that he can sweep through the entire Horned Frogs Valley. No, it's not just the Horned Frogs Valley. There might not even be a single person in the entire Great Western Region who can go up against him. '
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