Chapter 688: Chapter 688: The Pavilion Master of Yuheng Pavilion Makes a Move_1

"Ling Tian!"

Seeing this, Ji Mo’s expression changed dramatically, and he shouted, ready to rush forward. However, someone was faster than him. Xu Ruobai, who was originally sitting in the audience, moved and almost instantly appeared in front of Ji Lingtian, waving his hand.

A stream of nature’s spiritual energy materialized out of thin air, forming a spiritual energy palm print that slammed into the approaching white Dragon Shadow.

Although the white Dragon Shadow formed by the Dragon Seal was powerful and impressive, it seemed extremely fragile against the spiritual energy palm print casually released by Xu Ruobai.

Under one strike, the white Dragon Shadow shattered, and streaks of True Qi energy scattered in all directions, but with another wave of Xu Ruobai’s hand, these energies were instantaneously annihilated in the void, a truly miraculous feat.

Thud!

As the white Dragon Shadow formed by the Dragon Seal was destroyed by Xu Ruobai, Ye Luo spat out blood, stumbling backward and finally half-kneeling on the ground, his face deathly pale, his breath weak, and the True Qi inside him nearly depleted.

The three ladies’ expressions changed again, and Feng Tian’s expression darkened as well, his eyes fixed on Xu Ruobai as he said coldly, "Yuheng Pavilion Master, didn’t you say you wouldn’t intervene? Is this not being deceitful? Is this how all of the Seven Stars Pavilion acts without integrity?"

"Hmph, I, Xu Ruobai, do not need a Saint Realm youngster questioning my actions!"

Xu Ruobai’s expression grew somber, and with a cold snort, a tremendous pressure swept out, causing Feng Tian to tremble and blood to seep from the corner of his mouth, his veiled face growing somewhat pale.

As the Yuheng Pavilion Master of the Seven Stars Pavilion spoke, everyone present shuddered, trembling uncontrollably, nobody daring to breathe loudly anymore; the atmosphere in the banquet hall was instantly charged to the breaking point, becoming incredibly oppressive.

"Thank you, Master, for coming to my rescue!"

Having narrowly escaped disaster, Ji Lingtian was drenched in cold sweat, and he hurriedly thanked Xu Ruobai.

However, Xu Ruobai did not pay attention to Ji Lingtian’s gratitude. His bright and profound eyes turned towards Ye Luo and declared, "Junior, who are you, where do you come from, and what is your relationship with the Dragon Pavilion? How come you know the secret technique of the Dragon Pavilion?"

"Who I am, where I come from, I don’t need to tell you. As for any secret technique of the Dragon Pavilion, I truly have no idea what you’re talking about."

Despite his pale complexion, Ye Luo’s eyes were fearless as he stared at the figure before him, who held enough influence to make the Hidden Sect tremble merely by stomping his foot.

Many people in the audience were taken aback by Ye Luo’s impolite manner of speaking to the esteemed Yuheng Pavilion Master of the Seven Stars Pavilion, and they shook their heads one after another.

"You really are seeking death, daring to speak to my master like that," Ji Lingtian said to Ye Luo with displeasure.

But Xu Ruobai remained unfazed and said, "Young man, I must say, for such a young age, you do have some backbone. I admire that. Tell me where you obtained that Qi Recovery Pill and the martial techniques you just used, and maybe I won’t do anything to you?"

"Hmph, so the esteemed Master of a Seven Stars Pavilion division is a greedy and cunning wretch, coveting others’ possession. The Seven Stars Pavilion truly is eye-opening!" Ye Luo sneered with disdain.

Instantly, Xu Ruobai’s expression became stern, a shadow flickering in his eyes and a trace of anger manifesting on his brow as his voice suddenly turned cold,

"Junior, do you know that with just the words you just spoke, I could completely execute you? Although I admire you, it’s best you not challenge my limits!"

"You better honestly answer my questions." After saying this, Ye Luo felt an aura press down on him as if it were from a divine being.

Instantly, his True Qi within him became chaotic, his body trembling; another leg almost knelt to the ground, his face turned a bright red. The empty space around him rippled with waves under the pressure of this aura, showing how terrifying it was.

"Ye Luo!"

Others may not have felt anything, but Feng Tian knew Xu Ruobai was using his martial aura to oppress Ye Luo. One misstep and Ye Luo could turn into a puddle of mud under this formidable pressure.

However, four disciples of Yuheng Pavilion were blocking him at the front, leaving him no way to help Ye Luo.

Yet Ye Luo was incredibly stubborn. Facing the frightening pressure as if it were from nature itself, his face wore an expression of defiance, his fists clenched tightly, gathering all his strength to resist.

Suddenly, his bones crackled, and pain showed on his face. Xu Ruobai revealed a hint of disdain, while Ji Lingtian’s mouth curled into a cold smile.

At that moment, the banquet hall fell into an eerie silence; one could have heard a pin drop!

Ye Luo bit his lips hard, already pressed tightly together, his eyes twinkling with unwavering determination, as if the golden blood within him was stimulated, surging with a special power to help Ye Luo withstand the other’s terrifying presence.

"Pavilion Master Xu, why the need for such great anger!"

Just then, an old and hoarse voice entered the banquet hall, followed by a group of people slowly walking in.

Leading them was a white-haired, old man dressed in a gray robe, his face lined with wrinkles, yet his eyes sparkled with vitality, his body exuding an extraordinary aura. To his left and right were two men.

One’s features were stern, dressed in an army green vest, his exposed muscles full and strong, more impressive than those of fitness instructors, radiating an extremely ferocious aura, with Battle Will brimming in his eyes.

The other was in a black vest with a crew cut, his figure slender, a military sabre slung on his waist. The occasional flash of cold light in his eyes, along with the icy, bloodthirsty air about him, made it clear he was not to be trifled with.

Behind these two men followed dozens dressed in military attire, with buzz cuts, indifferent faces, sharp auras, and piercing eyes, each exhibiting an extraordinary presence, clearly no ordinary people.

The voice that had just spoken belonged to the old man, who was none other than Elder Shi, whom Ye Luo had met before in the courtyard, and also Shi Yanran’s grandfather.

The muscular man next to him was Battle Wolf, but the Battle Wolf that Ye Luo was now seeing was somehow different from before, his aura had changed.

As this group appeared, everyone in the banquet hall turned to look, though many wore puzzled expressions upon seeing them.

However, the members of Capital City’s great families sitting at the front, including Ji Mo and Cao Wuheng, showed shock upon seeing this group, their expressions changing visibly.