"What a terrifying thod!"
For a mont, Ren Changsheng felt a refreshing sensation rise in his mind, and the next mont, that familiar feeling vanished. Looking again at the sculpture in the void, it had beco incredibly ordinary.
Just now.
When he first saw the sculpture, he was almost directly controlled by it.
It was too frightening.
"This being is the controller of our Qingqiu. It is due to the presence of the controller that Qingqiu has reached its current state. This sculpture of the controller can only be seen here in all of Qingqiu!"
Xue Cang said lightly, looking at Ren Changsheng.
"Is this controller in Qingqiu?"
Seemingly recalling sothing, Ren Changsheng’s mind stirred as he asked Xue Cang.
At this mont, Ren Changsheng.
Rembered the events that occurred in the forbidden area of the controller. Back then, he always felt sothing was observing him, suspecting the entity behind this was the controller, though he couldn’t be sure.
"Is it in Qingqiu?"
Xue Cang looked at Ren Changsheng and shook his head slightly.
Then casually said, "The tracks of the controller are incredibly elusive. How could we ordinary Supres know? Even the ancestors cannot discern. Go ahead, the three ancestors are waiting for you in the main hall!"
"Thank you!"
Ren Changsheng slightly cupped his hands.
Then, calming his mind, Ren Changsheng walked towards the temple. The main gate was open at this mont, and in the hall stood a familiar figure to Ren Changsheng, standing solitary and proud.
It was Qinglian Jiao.
Before Qinglian Jiao, on the main seat, sat three elders, the first and third with calm expressions, while the second had a sowhat grim look.
"These should be the three ancestors!"
Ren Changsheng thought to himself, noticing the profound aura emanating from the three elders. Upon slight probing, he felt it was as deep as the sea, unfathomable, the only ones in Qingqiu capable of giving him such a feeling.
Besides the controller of Qingqiu.
It could only be these three!
"Ren Changsheng greets the dean and the three ancestors!"
Entering the hall, Ren Changsheng slightly cupped his hands towards the elders.
"Buzz buzz!"
The hall was incredibly silent, Qinglian Jiao’s charming face frosty, the ancestors not speaking, the first and second looking at Ren Changsheng curiously, while the second’s eyes flickered with chilling air.
"Kneel!"
"Boom!"
At that mont, a thunderous voice rang out, Ren Changsheng felt dizzy, as if sothing had directly shattered his mind.
"Second Ancestor!"
An angry voice arose, Qinglian Jiao flashed before Ren Changsheng, while the second ancestor stood, glaring with murderous intent.
Looking at Ren Changsheng.
Qinglian Jiao’s face was exceedingly grim.
What kind of power did the second ancestor possess?
In all of Qingqiu, the first ancestor was the strongest, the second followed, and the third was the weakest. All three were Ninth Supre powerhouses. The specific cultivation levels of the three were unknown, but it was rumored that the first ancestor’s cultivation was infinitely close to the controller.
As for the second ancestor.
Although not as terrifying as the first, he was still a powerhouse among the Ninth Supre.
His soul.
Was even more unfathomable.
Just now, that word, the second ancestor carried a soul attack. An attack from the soul of a Ninth Supre shouldn’t be overlooked by even an Eighth Supre.
A Seventh Supre might be directly seriously injured.
Might even have their soul shattered!
Ren Changsheng’s combat power was undoubtedly strong, but what about his soul? The second ancestor was incredibly ruthless, not physically attacking Ren Changsheng but trying to erase him here with rely a word.
"Boss!"
The first and third ancestors’ eyes sank.
The second ancestor’s actions.
Were sowhat excessive!
"Buzz buzz!"
But at that mont, from Qinglian Jiao, Ren Changsheng slowly opened his eyes, his complexion slightly pale. The second ancestor had calculated well: compared to his physique and laws, Ren Changsheng’s soul was indeed weaker.
But only slightly.
Compared to peers of the sa level, Ren Changsheng’s soul was vastly stronger.
The boundless world Ren Changsheng harbored allowed his soul to rge into that realm long ago, unless the world perished directly, Ren Changsheng’s soul would not fall even if torn to shreds.
"Are you alright?"
Qinglian Jiao looked at Ren Changsheng, slightly relieved.
But her heart.
Was even more shocked.
The soul attack from the Ninth Supre second ancestor, and Ren Changsheng blocked it; furthermore, he seed unscathed. It was an anomaly, knowing that if the second ancestor aid that attack at her, she might have struggled to cope.
Ren Changsheng a re Fifth Supre,
Yet his soul was also so formidable?
"Thanks for your concern, Dean, Ren Changsheng is fine!"
Ren Changsheng flashed a grin at Qinglian Jiao, prompting her to huff beautifully, unaware of the frightening cold light rising in Ren Changsheng’s eyes.
Old bastard.
Trying to take his life?
Is his life so easily snatched away? If not for his strong soul, he may truly have been set up by this old scoundrel. Should the chance arise, Ren Changsheng wouldn’t mind showing this old villain the taste of death!
"Are you alright?"
The three ancestors were astounded.
Ren Changsheng was alright?
Especially the second ancestor, whose sinister smile froze instantly, his face seriously sinking as he fixed his gaze on Ren Changsheng, chilling cold light flickering.
Ren Changsheng was alright?
How was that possible?
Was his soul attack actually fake?
"Did you summon Ren Changsheng only to scatter his soul and make him a fool?"
At that mont, Ren Changsheng’s mocking voice resounded.
Gazing at the ancestors, Ren Changsheng’s eyes were coldly indifferent.
"Make you a fool?"
The first and third ancestors looked sowhat embarrassed; with their status, they wouldn’t strike at a Fifth Supre junior, yet the second ancestor genuinely did act.
Even if he acted.
Ren Changsheng remained unfazed!
Isn’t this a mockery of them?
"Sharp-tongued brat, I ask, did you kill Hu Jiang?"
Glaring at Ren Changsheng, the second ancestor sternly queried.
The oppressive power radiating from him caused the temple to tremble, visible fractures ripping the air above.
Under the terrifying pressure.
Had Ren Changsheng been an ordinary Fifth Supre, he’d have been crushed to the ground.
But in the temple.
Ren Changsheng remained entirely unfazed.
Looking at the enraged second ancestor.
Ren Changsheng’s gaze was full of mockery and disdain!
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