Chapter 1325 Denial

The light in the hall suddenly dimmed, Ling Zhang flew out, and sat down on the gilded chair from above.

On his left hand was Elder Zhou Hong wearing a blood jade ring, and on his right hand was Wu Kui from the Law Enforcement Hall with a sinister look.

More than thirty elite disciples stood with swords in their hands. Demonic energy wandered between the pillars of the temple, making the words "Ask the Way" appear blood red.

The moment Ye Tianming stepped over the threshold, his spiritual sense swept across the Five Elements Killing Formation hidden in the hall, but he remained calm and walked straight to the bronze tripod under the main seat.

There is a command flag inserted in the tripod, which is the symbol of the Tianmen Elder Council. Only the Lord of Tianmen can give orders.

He raised his hand and waved it lightly, and the command flag flew into his hand, shining with golden light.

This action was extremely sudden. Everyone in the hall was startled and looked at Ye Tianming sideways.

"What are you doing? How dare you touch my Tianmen Supreme Flag? Are you looking for death?"

Elder Zhou Hong shouted coldly, with murderous energy surging around him.

Following his action, the disciples in the hall drew their swords three inches apart.

The fierce murderous intent was all directed towards Ye Tianming.

Ye Tianming glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "How insolent!"

A thunderous sound, carrying a strong sense of oppression, surged through the hall.

"I am Ye Tianming, the new leader of Tianmen. Do you want to rebel?"

The clear voice exploded among the crowd, and everyone's expression was surprised for a moment.

Even Zhou Hong's expression froze.

Before the old sect leader left, he said that a new disciple would come to take over Tianmen and become the new sect leader.

Could it be Ye Tianming?

Wu Kui's stiff expression beside him immediately turned grim.

"With nothing but empty words and no proof, you dare to pretend to be the master of our Tianmen? You deserve to die!"

A dark red spiritual power condensed in his palm and instantly shot towards Ye Tianming.

The howling wind carried a chilling murderous intent.

Ye Tianming's eyes were sharp. He raised his hand and invisible spiritual power burst out like a whirlpool, dissipating the strong wind.

His eyes also turned cold.

"How do you know? I don't have any proof?"

Inside the hall, everyone who was ready to move paused again.

Ye Tianming took out a mutton-fat jade pendant engraved with the pattern of the Penglai Fairy Mountain from his arms and said loudly, "This is the Tianmen Order bestowed by Master Penglai himself. Seeing the jade pendant is like seeing the master of Tianmen!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the jade pendant began to spin in mid-air, and the seal character "天" on the top cast nine rays of light, illuminating the hall unusually brightly.

Everyone looked at this scene, and the doubt in their eyes was rapidly disappearing.

There was a gloomy look in Wu Kui's eyes, and he looked towards Ling Zhang quietly.

Under the current circumstances, it would be impossible for them to get away with it and directly deal with Ye Tianming.

If this continues, everyone in Tianmen will be attacked by Ye Tianming.

Ling Zhang sat quietly on a high seat, staring straight at Ye Tianming, and then revealed a hideous sneer.

"Haha! Ridiculous!"

As he spoke, he slammed the table and stood up, his voice filled with the determination to punish Ye Tianming to death: "I am the second disciple of the master, how come I have never heard of the master accepting any disciples? This jade pendant of yours must be a forgery..."

"Or maybe you got it by chance somewhere?"

"My master has been missing for many years. Could it be related to you?"

The tone of questioning was very unfriendly.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the hall changed color.

Just as Ling Zhang said, the old sect leader, Immortal Penglai, has been missing for many days and there has been no news of him.

Now that his token suddenly appears in Ye Tianming's hands, it is possible that Ye Tianming didn't get it by chance?

The atmosphere became tense again.

It seemed that a war was inevitable.

Ye Tianming said calmly: "Ling Zhang, I knew you wouldn't admit it. But someone will clear my name for me."

Ye Tianming called out to the outside of the hall: "Come in."

As the voice fell, Uncle Fu, followed by more than a dozen elderly men, stepped into the hall step by step.

"Young Sect Master is right!" Uncle Fu trembled as he opened a video stone. "Half a year ago, the old Sect Master sent us a video stone, saying that he would help his last disciple Ye Tianming find his biological parents, and that he had passed the position of Sect Master to him, with the jade pendant as proof!"

Before he finished speaking, an image was projected into the void.

A powerful pressure was released from the image. The Penglai Immortal looked at everyone from afar and explained what Uncle Fu said.

Ling Zhang's face turned alternately blue and white, and his expression was extremely ugly.

He never thought that after he had worked diligently in Tianmen for many years and was about to take control of the entire Tianmen, Ye Tianming would suddenly appear.

How could he be willing to do this?

In anger, he looked at Ye Tianming coldly, his voice cold: "Even if his identity is true, he is of low status and his spiritual energy is mottled. How can he become the orthodox heir of Tianmen?"

"Besides, how can a weak person sit at the head of our Tianmen?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the young disciples began to whisper to each other, and there was a lot of doubt on everyone's face.

In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected.

Ye Tianming came from a small place, and although he was the last disciple of the old sect master, if he was not strong enough, what hope did their Tianmen have for the future?

Doubts came like a tide, and the young disciples whispered to each other, their eyes full of distrust of Ye Tianming.

The neutral elders frowned and whispered, also weighing the pros and cons.

For such a large sect, only strong people can stabilize the sect's strength.

And Ye Tianming was just an unknown cultivator from a small place. It was not convincing enough for him to directly become the leader of Tianmen!

When Ling Zhang saw this, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes.

It seems that what he said was ridiculous.

In the rules of the world of cultivation, the strong are always respected.

Even if Ye Tianming has the token in his hand, he does not have sufficient strength and is not protected by the old man himself. How can Ye Tianming be worthy of the position of the Lord of Tianmen?

When Uncle Fu and the others saw this, a look of anxiety appeared on their faces.

They couldn't help but look at the many elders of Tianmen: "Have you all forgotten the rules set by the old master?"

"You guys don't want to obey the old master's orders?"

Wu Kui sneered: "Uncle Fu, you are just a servant of Tianmen. You have served the old master for many years. Do you really think you are something?"

"We do this only to make Tianmen flourish. Even if the old sect master knew, he would never blame us! What's more, Deputy Sect Master Ling is the second disciple of the old sect master. How can he not be better than the trash from a small place?"

The sarcastic tone was directed at Ye Tianming, and no one in the hall spoke up to refute.

Everyone looked at Ye Tianming unconsciously.

During this brief moment, their originally shocked hearts began to have new thoughts.

They were almost convinced by Wu Kui's words.

After all, during the time when the old sect leader was away, it was Deputy Sect Leader Ling who had been acting in charge of the sect's affairs, which made people more convinced.

"You, you guys..." Uncle Fu's chest heaved violently, but Ye Tianming stopped him with his hand.

"So, as long as I defeat Ling Zhang, you will recognize me as the leader?"