As the Elysian Master of Punishment came forward, his whole body exuded a terrifying aura.
“No one is above the law! Even the king of a nation is subjected to the same laws as a commoner!”
“You should be punished since you broke the law. There's no bargaining your way out of it.”
“Otherwise, who will heed your orders in the future?”
The rest of the Elysian Masters agreed and showed theirsupportforthe Master of Punishment. They wanted Junie to plead guilty.
As they made their so-called requests, these elders exuded overwhelming pressure over her.
Their combined aura hit Junie like a tidal wave.
It looked like they were all forcing her to accept the punishment that could lead to her death.
She was weak in terms of cultivation and became a member of the Dragon God Hall solely because of her medical skills.
Gasping for breath, her face paled from facing the coercion of several Grandmasters.
There's no other choice. I don't have any other way to change their mind since they choose to forget about our past camaraderie.
“All right. I'll kneel!”
Junie gritted her teeth and finally gave in.
I'm all alone. None of the elders are on my side even though I'm an Elysian Master and head of the sect. I can't contend against them.
She turned around and faced the wall of memorial tablets belonging to the sect's ancestors and ancient masters.
The Master of Punishment took his position behind her with a rod in his hand.
According to the sect's law, an Elysian Master would have to kneel in front of the memorial tablets as penance while enduring the pelting on the back.
Just when Junie was about to go on her knees, a chilling voice halted her from outside the Elysian Hall.
“I want to know which bas***d dares to make my Junie kneel.”
He was challenging every member present.
The surroundings fell into a dead silence the minute he spoke.
“Who is it? Who dares to barge into our sacred site? Guards, get the intruder!”
The stupefied members snapped out of their daze at the sudden order.
Anger stirred within the elder who had instructed the guards to capture the intruder.
However, a mighty blast of Qi hit the guards the second they stepped foot outside the hall. The impact threw them off their feet.
“T-This...”
“What's going on?”
“What happened?”
Everyone was horrified because they didn't even catch a glimpse of the man.
The intruder hasn't even reached the hall, so how did he hurl the guards off their feet?
Amidst their surprise and panic, a gust of wind had gained momentum.
A lean figure had appeared out of nowhere from among the curtain of flying rocks and sands.
The man's stance resembled a spear pointing at the sky.
His handsome face was devoid of emotion despite looking like a commoner from afar.
Yet, everyone in the hall knew better. A turbulent force was surging beneath the man's calm demeanor.
“It's you!”
“C-Chu Tianfan!”
Ye Fan's show of power had destroyed the arrogance of the sect's awe-inspiring elders.
The aura that the grandmasters used to pressure Junie immediately dissipated as their insolent faces froze when they realized the intruder was Ye Fan.
Fear began to sprout within the elders' bellies and slithered up their spines, choking them with a sense of dread.
If the elders were experiencing such discomfort, one could imagine the suffering of those rookies inexperienced in the martial arts world.
The unfledged disciples fell on their knees as an excruciating pressure crushed them. It etched lines of pain across their faces as they tried to oppose the immense weight.
The sight was like a scene where the citizens welcomed their emperor.
“Ye Fan!”
Among the crowd, only Junie was smiling.
She had thrown all the laws and whatnots of the sect out of the window the second she saw him.
She dashed toward Ye Fan like a crazed fangirl, disregarding her image as the head of the sect and leapt into his embrace.
Resigned, Ye Fan caught her with open arms.
He had wanted to act cool with his hands behind his back like those heroes from the movies.
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