I was just collecting them casually, how did the disciples become emperors?

"Peak Masters, the battle between the Holy Lord and the Lord of Divine Sword Peak is now at a stalemate. This is a matter of life and death for the Holy Land. Everyone, please quickly assist the Holy Lord and defeat the rebels together!"

However, the peak masters looked at each other with hesitation on their faces.

Some simply pretended not to hear and looked up at the battle in the sky. It seemed that they were concentrating on observing the battle, but in fact they were avoiding the responsibility of taking action.

One of the Peak Masters cleared his throat and said, "Peak Master of Lingkuang Peak, in a battle between powerful beings like this, our strength is too low. If we intervene rashly, we will not only be of no help, but will also be affected by their powerful spiritual energy and end up being shattered to pieces."

"I think we should let the Holy Lord and the Lord of Divine Sword Peak decide the outcome first. We will stay on the sidelines to prevent any other unexpected events."

Another peak master quickly echoed, "Yes, yes. I recently went astray while practicing a technique. Although I've managed to suppress it, my spiritual power is disordered. If I join the battle now, I'm afraid I'll miss out on important matters."

As he spoke, he pretended to cough a few times to show that he was unwell.

Another peak master frowned and said with an embarrassed look, "My disciples in the peak have recently been attacked by evil cultivators, resulting in heavy casualties. I am currently preoccupied with the affairs of the peak and cannot fully devote myself to this battle. I hope that the master of Lingkuang Peak will understand."

The Spirit Mine Peak Master watched these Peak Masters make excuses one by one, and he was furious and anxious. He scolded them, "As Peak Masters of the Holy Land, you enjoy the prestige of the Holy Land. Now that the Holy Land is in trouble, you are so afraid of death and shirking responsibility. Aren't you afraid of the Holy Master's blame? Aren't you afraid that if the Holy Land falls, you will lose everything?"

A Peak Master snorted coldly and mocked the Spirit Mine Peak Master, "You're shouting so loudly here. If you're truly capable, just go up there yourself! Why are you begging us so bitterly?"

Upon hearing this, the Spirit Mine Peak Master's face flushed and he hastily explained, "I was severely injured in the previous battle, and my spiritual power has not yet recovered. If I were intact, I would have rushed forward long ago, so why would I say anything more here?"

When everyone saw the Lingkuang Peak Master making such an excuse, they turned their attention to Ye Xinghe.

A chubby Peak Master stepped forward and said in a gruff voice, "Ye Xinghe, you've always thought highly of yourself. Now that the Holy Lord is in imminent danger, why are you still standing by and watching? Are you going to watch the Holy Land fall under the control of the Master of Divine Sword Peak? This is your responsibility as a member of the Holy Land!"

The other peak masters also echoed: "Yes, Ye Xinghe, you can't just sit there and watch. If you don't take action, you will be disloyal to the Holy Land and unjust to the Holy Lord!"

Ye Xinghe stopped leisurely cracking melon seeds and slowly raised his head, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

He stood up, gently put down the melon seeds in his hand, patted the non-existent dust on his body, and said slowly: "Peak Masters, please don't engage in this ridiculous moral kidnapping here."

"I, Ye Xinghe, only care about right and wrong when I act, and I have my own considerations in mind. You are all here looking for excuses not to take action, but you are trying to force me with words. It is really shameless."

"Don't you know the Saint Lord's strength? How could he be easily defeated by the Lord of Divine Sword Peak?"

"And you, as the peak masters, are only concerned with protecting yourselves. Now you are trying to dictate to me. What qualifications do you have?"

Those peak masters were speechless for a moment after being confronted by Ye Xinghe, but they were still a little dissatisfied in their hearts. A few of them opened their mouths as if they wanted to continue to pressure Ye Xinghe with words to let him join the battle.

At this moment, a hint of impatience flashed in Ye Xinghe's eyes. He suddenly raised his hand and slapped the thick and exquisitely carved dragon pillar in the hall through the air.

In an instant, a powerful spiritual power gushed out from his palm, carrying an overwhelming momentum and slamming into the dragon pillar.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, although the dragon pillar was made of high-quality spiritual materials and was extremely strong, countless cracks appeared on it in an instant under Ye Xinghe's powerful palm.

The cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, and in the blink of an eye, the entire dragon pillar could no longer withstand the pressure and exploded.

The powerful impact of the flying debris raged in all directions, and the smoke and dust raised instantly filled the entire hall.

The faces of the peak masters who were about to speak suddenly changed when they saw this. They widened their eyes in horror and used their spiritual power shields to protect themselves for fear of being affected by the flying debris.

A few who were slow to react were knocked back by the force of the impact, looking utterly miserable.

Ye Xinghe glanced at them coldly and said in a stern tone: "If anyone says another word of nonsense, next time, this dragon pillar will be your fate. It is not your turn to point fingers at me, Ye Xinghe, when I do things. Shut up and stay put!"

Everyone was silent, completely shocked by Ye Xinghe's domineering and tough behavior, and dared not say another word.

They stood there silently, not daring to make a sound.

The people of the Sima family had been watching from the side for a long time. Seeing the cowardly and confused appearance of the peak masters of the holy land, they couldn't help but burst into mocking laughter.

The Sima family warrior in the lead laughed loudly, "Haha, so these are the peak masters of the holy land? They are so high and mighty on weekdays, but now they are so timid and cowardly when faced with a little trouble. They blame each other and it's really ridiculous!"

When Ye Xinghe heard the harsh mockery, his brows slightly frowned and a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.

He turned to look at the Sima family and said coldly, "You Sima family are nothing but a bunch of clowns, like fleas, jumping and chirping in the dark. It's not your turn to point fingers here, so what qualifications do you have to speak so arrogantly?"

The Sima family members were so angry at Ye Xinghe's sudden attack that their faces instantly turned extremely ugly.

No one has ever dared to do this to the Sima family!

The leader was furious and pointed at Ye Xinghe and shouted, "Ye Xinghe, don't be so arrogant! Today's chaos in the Holy Land will be your doom! In the future, my Sima family will make sure you live in misery and die in despair!"

Ye Xinghe said disdainfully, "Just your Sima family? You dare to try to control the Holy Land? That's simply wishful thinking. I think you've overestimated your own strength and underestimated the Holy Land's heritage. Today, I'll show you what it means to overestimate your own capabilities."

After saying that, Ye Xinghe emanated a powerful aura and pressed towards the Sima family.

Everyone in the Sima family suddenly felt a heavy pressure enveloping their whole body, breathing became a little difficult, and they couldn't help but feel a little afraid of Ye Xinghe's strength.

A cold light flashed in Ye Xinghe's eyes. Before the Sima family strongman who had just mocked him could react, he swung his hand violently, and an invisible powerful force instantly wrapped him tightly.

The strong man from the Sima family only felt that his whole body was bound by an irresistible force, and then his body flew into the air uncontrollably.