Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

At the same time, a dazzling scarlet blood light suddenly appeared at the end of the sky, with a thunder dragon winding inside, causing bursts of deafening thunder, and spreading towards this place at an extremely fast speed.

"What is this? Why is the snow black?"

The disciples looked up in confusion, feeling puzzled.

At this moment, someone suddenly stood up, staring at the horizon, and murmured in a trembling voice:

"Sword energy melts snow, chills bones, a sea of ​​blood and thunder dragons fill the sky... I didn't expect it to be true. This, this is Jiang Han coming!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and looked towards the horizon in panic.

But then I saw a huge ship that looked like a mountain slowly approaching from the horizon. A huge purple flag on the bow was dancing wildly in the wind. The majestic pressure was like a huge wave roaring in all directions, and the whole world was shaking slightly.

"It's really here."

Inside the Yin-Yang Sect's headquarters, Huang Zhengming slowly opened his eyes, a hint of a smile flashed across his eyes, and he looked at the majestic black ship in the distance.

He originally thought that this young man had just spoken big in a moment of impulse after being contradicted by Ji Shuyue. A day was enough for the other party to figure out the pros and cons and give in on his own initiative.

After all, he is a great cultivator who has reached the state of transformation. Jiang Han is a junior, and it is not shameful for him to surrender and breach the contract in front of him.

But I didn't expect that this young man actually dared to come, and came in such a grand manner.

Are you really not afraid of angering him and leaving him dead here, blocking your path to immortality?

However, since the other party really arrived as promised, he, as an old senior, naturally had to give the Sword Sect some face and teach this ignorant little disciple a lesson on behalf of Lei Qingchuan.

"Master, this villain is so arrogant that he doesn't even take our Yin Yang Sect seriously. Why don't you let me go and meet him?"

Ji Shuyue stared at the huge black boat and clenched his fists with a gloomy expression.

Even though he was beaten badly yesterday, we can't really let Master, a Jindan cultivator, fight head-on with that Yuanying youngster, right?

This kind of thing, whether winning or losing, is not good for the master.

If he wins, he is bullying the weak and the younger ones. If he loses, he loses all face. A dignified God Transformation Realm actually loses to a Nascent Soul Junior.

If this matter were to be spread out, it would probably cause the ridicule of cultivators all over the world.

Huang Zhengming glanced at him and spoke slowly:

"What will happen if you go? You'll just get badly injured again."

"Don't worry. The dignity of a Divine Transformation cultivator cannot be challenged by anyone. Since he dares to speak rudely, he should be prepared to be crushed by my master.

This matter concerns the majesty of the God of Transformation, and no one else is allowed to discuss it."

How could he not know the disadvantages of this fight, but there was really no other way.

If ordinary disciples dared to provoke him like this, he would only need to send his core disciples to fight back.

But Jiang Han is different. This boy has always been known to be invincible among his peers. There are nearly a thousand Nascent Soul disciples in the sect, but no one can fight against him.

After much thought, he felt that only this senior could take action personally.

Huang Zhengming looked at the young man standing at the bow. It was indeed a familiar face. Perhaps because things had been going so smoothly for him recently, that childish face now showed a bit more determination and confidence.

The last time he saw this face was only two years ago. He didn't expect that there would be such a big change in just two years.

Just as he was thinking, the other party noticed his prying, saluted at the bow and said:

"Jiang Han from the Purple Sky Sword Sect has come to pay a visit to Elder Huang Zhengming of your sect."

Calling someone by their real name is extremely disrespectful!

Huang Zhengming looked at the other person with great interest for a moment and sighed:

"You are indeed young and energetic, and you have the demeanor of an old man."

It’s a pity that this boy is from the Zixiao Sword Sect.

How great it would have been if the other party had come down the mountain and become a disciple of Yin Yang Sect. He would have taken this boy in as his personal disciple and taught him wholeheartedly no matter what.

Huang Zhengming felt sorry, but then he found it funny.

Compared to him, the one who should be most heartbroken should be Sect Master Ji, who personally drove Jiang Han away.

But I don’t know if that supremely powerful person who has reached the great perfection of the Spirit Transformation Realm will be so angry that he will develop a demon in his heart when he sees Jiang Han’s demeanor today.

"This isn't youthful arrogance; this is simply his inability to suffer any loss. He's overly arrogant!"

As soon as Ji Shuyue finished speaking, Huang Zhengming glanced at him and waved his hand to seal his mouth.

"Master, I see that your inner demons have not yet subsided, so please stay here and reflect on yourself."

After saying that, he moved and disappeared into thin air.

My disciple was quite smart before, but after he got possessed by a demon in his heart, he became like a fool and couldn't even speak.

When he reappeared, he was already outside the camp, thousands of feet away from Jiang Han, staring at each other from afar.

"A rare guest, a rare guest."

He had a smile on his face, without any anger at being provoked.

"My nephew has come from afar, why not come inside with me for a chat?"

Jiang Han looked calm and said:

"There's no need for small talk. I came here today simply to ask Elder Huang what your sect has thought about yesterday's proposal."

"Ok?"

Huang Zhengming narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the ignorant boy in front of him again.

They are all from the five major sects. Even if there has always been some competition and hatred between them, they have to make it acceptable on the surface, at least they have to pretend.

But this young man has no mercy at all.

You have to know that he is a cultivator who has reached the stage of Divine Transformation. Even if he does not actively release his imposing aura, low-level cultivators will be attracted by his aura when they see him.

Not to mention such an unreasonable response, even talking to him made him stutter, but this boy was not affected at all.

"It's true that he's young and promising."

Huang Zhengming sighed, then shook his head and laughed: "You, a junior, even if you are the Sword Sect's Holy Son, are just a talented junior. How can you be qualified to make any suggestions on behalf of the Sword Sect?"

"Even if we want to bring it up, the Sword Sect should send a Spiritual Transformation Elder to discuss it with me personally. When will it be your turn as a junior to make the decision?"

After all, he has lived for more than a thousand years, so he naturally knows how to irritate these self-righteous juniors.

He thought very simply.

As long as he could always maintain the demeanor of a senior, secretly provoke Jiang Han to take the initiative, it would naturally be reasonable for him to teach the other party a lesson.

At that time, no one would say that he was bullying the younger generation. They would only say that Jiang Han was ignorant of his own limitations and dared to provoke and offend the authority of the senior who had reached the God Transformation Realm.

As for the conditions, let’s defeat this guy first.

If it were an ordinary arrogant monk with a bad character, he might really be angered by his words.

But Jiang Han was not moved at all.

Since he was a child, he has heard too much sarcasm and even very straightforward abuse and bullying.

Such sarcastic remarks could not affect his mood in the slightest.

He said calmly:

"Senior, you are joking. You are not worthy of our sect's Divine Elder to personally come forward."