My whole clan is a master, I have become invincible by investing in my clan members

Jiang Chen was stunned. He noticed that Qingyue seemed to be holding back. He couldn't help but ask, "Senior, what is the standard for this 'okay'?"

Qingyue looked up at the top of the secret room and said casually, "Don't get too excited. This place is really boring. Look, Lao Niu, let's go somewhere else."

Jiang Hao was immediately puzzled when he heard this: "Senior, this is a holy land! How can it be 'boring'?"

Qingyue waved his hand and said casually: "Whether it's strong or not, Lao Niu knows it well, you little guys don't need to guess."

"There's no point in staying here anyway. Hurry up and catch up. There's a bigger world out there waiting for you to explore."

After saying that, he took big strides and walked towards the exit of the secret room.

Jiang Chen and Jiang Hao looked at each other. Although they were full of doubts, they had no choice but to follow.

at this time.

In front of the secret room, two disciples from the Huaguang Holy Land were guarding the entrance bored and talking to each other in low voices.

"Have you heard? Ye Jianhuang has returned to Luochen Sword Sect."

One of them lowered his voice, a hint of awe in his eyes.

The other person nodded: "How could I not have heard of it? He even announced that he would select the next clan leader."

"Isn't that so?" The man sighed, a hint of worry in his tone. "Do you know why he's in seclusion? I heard he's aiming to reach the Great Sage realm."

"What?!" The other man's eyes widened suddenly, his voice filled with disbelief. "He hasn't even broken through to the Great Sage stage yet, yet he's already surpassing our ancestor. If he does break through, what will happen?"

The two looked at each other, and both saw deep fear in each other's eyes.

After all, the tragic situation of Guiyuan Demon Sect is still vivid in our minds.

The top force in the Xuantian Realm was destroyed by Ye Jianhuang with a single sword, without even a chance to resist.

Thinking of this, one of them looked up, looked towards the secret room, and sighed: "When will the ancestor come out of seclusion..."

"Yes." Another person also sighed, "If the ancestor can break through to the Great Sage, then our Huaguang Holy Land will have the confidence to compete with the Luochen Sword Sect."

As the two were talking, there was a slight vibration in the secret room.

Then, the door slowly opened with a low roar.

The two were stunned at first, then showed excitement: "The ancestor has come out of seclusion?"

They clenched their fists and looked excited.

However, when the door of the secret room was fully opened.

The first person to step out was not the ancestor Wu Hai they were expecting, but a man in a green robe with an unfamiliar face.

"This...?" The two were stunned, their faces full of confusion. "Who is he?"

Before they could come to their senses, another figure walked out of the secret room, followed by the second, the third... In less than a moment, a large number of people walked out of the secret room!

"What, what's going on?!"

"Who are these people? Why did they come out of the ancestor's secret room?!"

The two of them opened their mouths in shock, their eyes full of disbelief.

What was even more incomprehensible to them was that there were more than three hundred of these people!

Each of them has an extraordinary aura, and it is obvious that their cultivation is higher than theirs!

The disciple on duty couldn't help but tremble, "Could it be that we are...looking at the wrong place?"

The other person quickly shook his head: "Impossible! This is the secret room where the ancestor is in seclusion. We guard it every day, there is absolutely no mistake!"

Just when the two were in confusion.

The man in green robe, Qing Yue, walked up to them.

His eyes casually swept over the two of them.

Then he said in a careless manner: "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and get your so-called Holy Lord to come over and see me!"

The voice was loud and resonant, echoing around, carrying undisguised contempt and arrogance!

Ever since he learned that the ancestor of Huaguang Holy Land had betrayed his master for a martial art and done a series of bad things, Lao Niu has looked down on this broken holy land.

The two disciples were struck by lightning, their eyes widened, their faces filled with the expression of "Did I hear it wrong?"

One of them stammered, "You...you mean, you want our Holy Lord...to come over?"

"Yes, is there a problem?" Qingyue raised his eyebrows, crossed his arms, and said with a hint of impatience, "Old Niu, I don't have time to wait too long, so be quick."

The other person was about to open his mouth to refute, but was pulled back by his companion: "Calm down! This guy is quite powerful, don't talk nonsense."

"But..." The man wanted to say something else, but his companion glared at him fiercely, so he had to grit his teeth and give up.

The two exchanged a glance, their foreheads sweating, and finally they bowed and said, "Please wait a moment, Senior. We will go and inform the Holy Lord right away."

After saying that, he crawled away quickly, fearing that being even a step slower would lead to unexpected consequences.

..........

Not long after.

In the distant sky, figures were rushing towards them.

The leader is none other than the Holy Lord of the Huaguang Holy Land.

He was a middle-aged man with an elegant face.

At this moment, his eyes were solemn, and he had obviously heard the disciple's report.

Behind him, there were more than ten elders following.

They all looked uneasy, and clearly had no idea what was going on.

The Holy Lord Huaguang landed slowly on the ground with a steady posture, his eyes fixed deeply on Qingyue.

He frowned slightly, his mind filled with doubts - what were these people's origins? Why did they come out of the secret room where the ancestor was in seclusion?

His eyes swept over the more than 300 figures behind Qingyue, and for a moment he dared not act rashly.

Afterwards, the Holy Lord Huaguang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, I wonder why you came out of my ancestor's secret room? Could you enlighten me?"

Hearing this, Qingyue grinned, with a hint of casualness and sarcasm: "It's not that I can teach you, but as for your so-called ancestor... from now on, just treat him as dead and don't bother with him anymore."

As soon as these words were spoken, the air suddenly froze.

The elders' expressions suddenly changed, with anger gleaming in their eyes.

"What do you mean, fellow Daoist?" Hua Guang Saint's tone became low, and his expression gradually darkened. "Are you kidding me?"

Qing Yue folded his arms, glanced at him with contempt, and sneered, "Who calls you a fellow Taoist? Stop flattering yourself."

His words were blunt and without a trace of politeness, which immediately made the atmosphere in the field extremely tense.

"Arrogant!" An elder could no longer hold back and shouted angrily, "You are too arrogant to look down on our Holy Land like that!"

Qingyue's gaze shifted to the elder, his tone becoming even colder: "Arrogant? Lao Niu is standing right here today, what can you do?"

The elder's heart trembled at his sharp gaze, but he suppressed his fear, snorted coldly, and said no more.

The Holy Lord Huaguang suppressed the rage surging within him and asked in a cold voice, "Excuse me, sir, what happened to my ancestor?"

Qingyue grinned, his voice full of meaning: "Oh, he's living a good life, farming, watering, and basking in the sun. It's much more carefree than being your ancestor."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.

"How outrageous!" Another elder was furious, his spiritual energy surging faintly. "How dare you tease my holy land? Do you really think I wouldn't dare to take action?"

"You can try." Qingyue raised his eyes and looked at the elder, and the pressure in his eyes suddenly burst out.

The elder felt a chill run down his spine and his heart was shaken so much by this stare that he involuntarily took half a step back.

When the Jiang family members at the scene saw this, except for Jiang Chen who knew Qingyue's background, they remained calm.

Jiang Yan's eyes were solemn, he slightly turned sideways, with energy gathering in his hands, ready to attack at any time.

Jiang Hao, Jiang Zhiwei and others also secretly became more vigilant, fearing that the situation would deteriorate further.

at the same time.

On Cangwu Mountain, many tribesmen were watching all this through the light curtain, their expressions solemn.

"Senior Qingyue, how dare you be so arrogant in front of the Holy Land... Is this really okay?"

A middle-aged tribesman couldn't help but whisper.

"Yes, after all, it is a holy land! It is a force that is above all living beings and ranks at the top of the world." The other person said with some trepidation in his tone.

"But Brother Chen and the others are not ordinary people. What's more, Senior Qingyue was personally selected as a protector by the clan leader. I believe that the clan leader had his own considerations and anticipated this situation at the beginning of the selection." Someone comforted, but the confidence in the tone seemed a little lacking.

Everyone held their breath, staring at the light screen without blinking, feeling complicated and nervous.

In the arena, the Holy Lord Huaguang suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart and stared at Qingyue intently: "Your Excellency, by acting like this, do you really not take our Huaguang Holy Land seriously?"

Qing Yue strode forward, his tone contemptuous: "Old Niu never considers other people's feelings when doing things."

"If you're not convinced by what happened today, just give it a try."

As soon as the words fell, the tense atmosphere in the field instantly reached its peak, as if a thunderstorm was about to break out!

The face of the Holy Lord Huaguang turned ashen, and anger was boiling in his chest, and he finally couldn't suppress it anymore.

"What a proud man!"

His voice was as low as thunder, revealing extreme anger.

In an instant, the pressure of the first level of the Saint King exploded, covering the entire place like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting!

The powerful aura was like a huge wave, rushing towards you!

The air in the square seemed to freeze.

Jiang Yan and the others' expressions changed slightly, their eyes instantly became sharp, and their internal energy flowed secretly, ready to fight at any time.

Jiang Hao clenched his fists and whispered, "Is this the pressure of the Saint King? It's indeed powerful!"

Jiang Chen's expression remained unchanged, his eyes still calm.

Qingyue stood upright, like a mountain that would never fall.

At this moment, in front of the light curtain on Cangwu Mountain, all the tribesmen held their breath, their eyes filled with worry and tension.

"A Saint King is about to take action. What should we do now?"

"Yes, that's the Lord of the Holy Land. Such an existence... can Senior Qingyue really handle it?"

"The Patriarch must have other plans! We must trust the Patriarch!"

Just when everyone was extremely nervous, the situation on the field suddenly changed.

The Holy Lord Huaguang was full of vigor and his gaze was as sharp as a blade. He said in a cold voice: "Today, if you don't explain clearly, don't even think about leaving this place!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingyue took a step forward calmly.

"Explain?" Qingyue raised a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth, and spoke in a nonchalant tone.

Then, he raised a hand casually.

"you--"

Before the Holy Lord Huaguang finished speaking, Qingyue gently waved his hand.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound exploded.

Qingyue's seemingly casual slap hit the face of the Holy Lord of China.

The Holy Lord Huaguang was struck by lightning, and his figure drew an incredible arc in the air.

"Boom boom boom!"

He flipped hundreds of times in the air, and finally fell heavily to the ground like a rag bag, creating a large hole.

For a moment, the whole scene fell into an eerie silence.

The pressure disappeared in an instant.

The Huaguang Holy Lord, who was so arrogant just now, now had a bruised face and nose and lay on the ground for a long time without getting up.

Qingyue's slap exploded in everyone's heart like thunder.

In the square, the Jiang family geniuses were collectively stunned.

Jiang Hao's eyes widened, and after a while he came back to his senses. He muttered, "This... this is too strong! Just a slap sent the Holy Lord of the Huaguang Holy Land flying?"

The corner of Jiang Yi's mouth twitched slightly. He couldn't help but look at Qingyue, and secretly sighed in his heart: "What kind of monster is the protector arranged by the clan leader?"

Jiang Yan's eyes flashed with enlightenment: "No wonder Brother Chen acted so calmly, believing that Senior Qingyue could solve all the problems. It turns out that all the problems are not troubles in front of Senior Qingyue..."

Jiang Han narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking to himself, "He can easily injure a Saint Lord. This level of strength is beyond the reach of ordinary Saint Kings. Where on earth did the clan leader find such a powerful being?"

The rest of the people were also stunned.

They had never imagined that the protector arranged by the clan leader would be so powerful.

At the same time, the elders of the Huaguang Holy Land had turned pale.

"This... How is this possible?!" An elder looked at the Huaguang Saint Lord lying on the ground in shock, his voice trembling. "The Saint Lord is the Saint King, and he was slapped in the face..."

"Besides..." Another elder muttered, his face pale, "This man hasn't even used his full strength yet..."

"What's the level of this guy's cultivation?!" someone asked in a low voice, their eyes filled with fear. "Could it be that he's at the limit of the Saint King, a peak powerhouse who can rival Ye Jianhuang?"

The elders looked at each other, their hearts in turmoil.

They boasted that the Huaguang Holy Land had a profound heritage, but they were no match for this big man in blue!

At the same time, the tribesmen on Cangwu Mountain witnessed this scene through the light curtain and were stunned.

"Is this the Holy Lord of the Huaguang Holy Land? Was he slapped away by the protector appointed by our clan leader?"

A young tribesman couldn't help but exclaim, his face full of disbelief.

"I used to think the Holy Land was high and mighty, and that beings like the Holy Lord were incomparably powerful..." a middle-aged tribesman muttered, "But now it seems like it's just so-so."

"With just one palm, they were able to easily subdue a holy land... Is our Jiang family really that powerful?"

"Holy Land?" An old man shook his head slowly, a hint of contempt in his eyes. "It seems that it is not an invincible myth. It's nothing great."

At this moment, the lofty image of the Holy Land in their hearts collapsed!

Instead, there is a new awareness and pride in the strength of the family!