Chapter 1324: First Meeting with Ling Zhang

Ye Tianming's Kunpeng Wuji Fist slammed into the Nine Palace Formation like a whirlwind. Wherever the cyan-gold fist shadow passed, the spiritual blades were shattered. All the cultivators were blown away by the air wave, and all the formations they had cast were broken into pieces.

Deacon Sun rolled to his feet and looked in horror at the young man standing with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, Ye Tianming was surrounded by the vague shadow of a golden dragon, emitting endless pressure.

"How brave!"

An angry roar came from the sky, and Elder Zhao came flying through the air on a blood-colored flying sword, his triangular eyes almost bursting with glare, "How dare you, the little bastard who disturbed the auction, come to Tianmen and make trouble?!"

The moment he saw Ye Tianming, the shame he felt at the auction instantly came to his mind.

New and old grudges made him not hesitate at all. He waved his hand and threw out three blood-red flying knives engraved with the seal of the soul. As the blades vibrated, three hideous ghost faces appeared in the void.

“Blood Demon Sword Technique?” Ye Tianming sneered, “The elder of Tianmen actually practices magic skills. He is really a good dog taught by the deputy sect leader!”

He did not dodge or evade. Instead, he formed a seal with his left hand and turned his right palm into a knife to meet the flying knife.

The moment the palm touched the blade, the three flying knives were shattered into powder by the bare hand. The ghost face also let out a shrill scream and disappeared into thin air.

Elder Zhao's pupils suddenly shrank, and just as he was about to use his secret technique, he saw Ye Tianming's fingertips already pointing at his forehead.

A tremendous force exploded along his meridians, and he fell from the air with a scream. The blood-red flying sword fell to the ground with a clang, leaving a deep crack on the stone slab.

Before he could get up, Ye Tianming's foot had already stepped on the back of his neck, pressing his face into the dust.

"Tell Ling Zhang that if he doesn't come out to see me before sunset, the blood pool in Yunding Palace will be waiting to soak his dog head."

Ye Tianming's voice was cold, and he applied a little force with the sole of his boot, causing Elder Zhao's cervical vertebrae to make a teeth-grinding cracking sound.

After saying that, he raised his foot and swung his sleeves, and Elder Zhao was swept away several feet by the energy, hit the gatepost of the ecological park and rolled to the ground.

He rolled and crawled and quickly retreated back to the garden.

Seeing this, Deacon Sun also crawled over tremblingly, wanting to escape, but happened to meet Ye Tianming's gaze.

Ye Tianming flicked his finger and a golden talisman was attached to his forehead: "Lead the way. If you dare to play tricks--"

The talisman glowed red, "The blood devil seal on the back of your neck will explode into blood mist first."

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In a secret room somewhere on the main peak of Yinwu Mountain, Ling Zhang suddenly crushed the jade cup in his hand.

Looking at the injured Elder Zhao, the magic pattern on the back of his neck couldn't help but spread to the corners of his eyes, glowing a hideous purple color under the candlelight.

"Ye Tianming... who do you think you are?"

"Even if that old man protects you and gives you the position of the sect leader, so what? This Tianmen is mine, and no one can take it away from me!"

He gritted his teeth and cast his gaze towards the pool of blood deep in the secret room, from where he could faintly hear the faint groans of the monks.

Ling Zhang smiled grimly: "When I use the blood of these people to sacrifice the blood spirit formation, let alone a young boy like you, even if the old man comes back, he won't be able to do anything to me!"

Ling Zhang drew complex seals on the edge of the blood pool with his fingertips, and nine blood-red stone pillars suddenly rose from the bottom of the pool, each of which was entangled with a soul on the verge of collapse.

He looked up to the sky and let out a strange laugh. The magic pattern on the back of his neck jumped up to his cheek like a living thing, and his pupils instantly turned dark purple.

A huge blood-red vortex swirled out behind him, like a bloody mouth.

Until all the scarlet power was completely swallowed into the bloody mouth, a powerful aura instantly spread.

The entire Hidden Mist Mountain was shaking violently.

Then Ling Zhang's triumphant laughter spread throughout the void.

"Hahaha! The Blood Spirit Formation is complete. Ye Tianming, wait for death!"

The voice faded away, and his figure disappeared into the secret room.

The clouds in the void were dyed scarlet, and Ling Zhang's figure appeared in the void like smoke.

"Ye Tianming, didn't you want to see me? I will show you what real strength is now!"

Before he finished his words, dark demonic energy descended from the void, and the pressure of a person who was half a step away from the tribulation period was like a mountain falling down, covering the ground.

Deacon Sun was so shocked by the pressure that blood came out of his seven orifices. He fell to his knees and kowtowed desperately: "Welcome, Deputy Sect Master!"

Ye Tianming did not retreat even a single step, allowing the surging demonic energy to vibrate above his head.

He was surrounded by golden light, and he forcibly created a vacuum zone under the pressure.

When he looked up at Ling Zhang, the blood-colored vortex behind him suddenly turned into a demonic shadow. One could vaguely see that the end of the tumbling demonic energy was connected to the spiritual vein nodes at various locations in Yinwu Mountain.

Ye Tianming was shocked. He didn't expect that Ling Zhang had already merged with the spiritual energy of the entire mountain range.

Under the cover of the scarlet evil aura, the grass and trees withered instantly, scarlet cracks appeared on the ground, and a foul-smelling black slurry oozed out.

Ye Tianming was like a pine tree rooted in the earth. The ninth level spiritual energy of the Tianshu realm surged in his meridians like a river. His true dragon blood turned into golden scales covering his skin. The power of Kunpeng condensed into a vortex in his dantian.

He pressed his palms on the ground, and cyan-gold spiritual energy flowed over the cracks like a tide, forcing the black slurry back into the ground.

The pressure from Ling Zhang's half-step tribulation was like a wave hitting the shore, but it was shattered when it touched three feet around him, leaving only the corners of his clothes fluttering in the air.

"Who on earth are you? How dare you invade my Heavenly Gate?"

Ling Zhang was terrified, his eyes fixed on Ye Tianming, and he asked again,

Ye Tianming took a step forward until he was eye-to-eye with Ling Zhang, who was standing in the air: "Ling Zhang, you can't even recognize Master's sect leader token?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and threw out the bronze token.

The big word "天" was shining with brilliant golden light, which was particularly dazzling.

Even if Ling Zhang didn't want to accept this fact, he could not deny that this was indeed the order from the Sect Master.

But he has worked diligently in Tianmen for so many years, and is in charge of all the big and small affairs of Tianmen.

How could he let a young boy like Ye Tianming climb over his head?

Ling Zhang stared at the floating bronze token, a sinister look flashed in his eyes, and his mind was full of thoughts.

Although the sect leader's token is an orthodox token, without a master following him, if the sect elders do not recognize Ye Tianming, this token is nothing but a piece of scrap metal.

By then, he will still be the master of Tianmen!

His mind raced, and he suddenly restrained his demonic energy, pinched his fingers to remove the pressure, and put on a hypocritical smile on his face: "It turns out to be my junior brother, I didn't recognize you! Back then, Master said that he would take in a junior brother when he went out for training, and you are finally back."

Ye Tianming frowned, so he couldn't figure out what he was thinking, but he still put the token into his sleeve calmly: "Brother, I'm glad you recognize me. Then take me to meet the sect leaders now."

Ling Zhang's pupils shrank slightly, but he still looked surprised: "Of course! Today is the monthly meeting, and all the elders are in the Dao Hall. I will take you there now."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and swung out a beam of blood, tearing open the teleportation array in the void.

The blood-red light enveloped the two people and they moved instantly. When they opened their eyes again, they were already outside the misty Wenda Hall.

The palace gate is ten feet high, with the words "Ask the Way" engraved on a gilded plaque.

"This is where our Tianmen high-level leaders gather."

"Please, Junior Brother."

Ling Zhang made a "please" gesture.

Ye Tianming glanced at him indifferently and sensed a hint of unkindness.

But he did not hesitate and stepped into the hall.