Wang Jingyu took out a golden hammer from the storage space, tapped it on his back, and said slowly.
"Since no one comes, it means that you have agreed with Master's decision to make me the chief elder of Haotian Sect, right?"
He asked in return, causing everyone present to look at each other in silence.
Seeing that no one answered, Wang Jingyu showed a sneer on his lips and glanced at the six people with mocking eyes.
"Since you didn't reply, I'll take it as your acquiescence. If I hear you questioning Master's decision again in the future.
When the time comes, don't blame me for being ruthless. Since Master has given me this token and made me the chief elder of Haotian Sect, I should shoulder the responsibility of reviving the sect for Master."
Wang Jingyu's eyes gradually became sharper. He held his right hand in vain, and Wuhunshu Shenjian suddenly appeared in his right hand.
After the martial soul appeared, the eight red soul rings under his feet gradually rose up, and the fierce and unparalleled aura combined with the divine dragon domain shook in all directions.
On the entire fifth mountain peak, the fierce momentum was overwhelming. Except for those who deliberately avoided Tang Yuehua, the others felt as if their hearts were being pressed by a huge boulder, making it difficult for them to breathe.
Moreover, the effect of momentum is very strange. The stronger the person, the more obvious the feeling will be, while the weak person will not be affected much.
The strong men above the Soul Saint level in the sect could not withstand such pressure, and could not help but spurt out a mouthful of old blood.
After the Contra level and above spit out a mouthful of blood, their faces turned pale. Even Tang Xiao and the second elder felt extremely palpitated after spitting out blood.
However, compared with the unparalleled momentum and the terrifying dragon realm, what shocked everyone present the most was the soul ring released by Wang Jingyu.
Generally speaking, a titled Douluo with a red soul ring is enough to attract the respect of countless people.
But when all the soul rings of the strong man in front of him are red soul rings, even if he only has eight soul rings, it is enough to make everyone present doubt their life.
Haha... Contra with eight red soul rings?
Are you kidding? This is definitely the limit that humans can reach? How could such a freak exist?
Tang Xiao originally thought that his 44-year-old brother, who had reached the level of a titled Douluo and only had a red soul ring, could already be regarded as a super genius who suppressed an era.
But compared to the freak in front of him, his brother is just average.
Throughout the ages, there has been no rumor of anyone on the Douluo Continent possessing all the hundred thousand year soul rings. Wang Jingyu is definitely a scorpion puller, the only one with the poison.
No wonder his grandfather was so concerned about this disciple.
Such a disciple, no matter which sect he is placed in, is an absolute treasure. It is considered lucky that his grandfather was able to obtain such a unique disciple.
Now, Tang Xiao and the other elders finally understood the good intentions of "Tang Chen", who had such a super genius and the protection of a super strong man.
Even if "Tang Chen" has ascended to godhood, it doesn't matter. As long as this disciple holds the position of chief elder in Haotian Sect, he will take on the task of reviving the sect.
This made Tang Xiao and the five elders see the dawn of the sect's imminent revival.
Feeling the astonishment, disbelief, reverence, envy, and jealousy in the eyes of the six people.
After Wang Jingyu sneered, he put away his martial soul, and then his soul ring and unparalleled aura were also restrained.
Everyone who was oppressed by the terrifying aura was very uncomfortable, breathing heavily as if they were surviving a disaster.
Wang Jingyu glanced back at the six people and said in a joking tone.
"You'd better not publicize what's happening here today, otherwise I will deal with you.
By the way, I remember that Grandmaster Haotian needed to live in seclusion because he offended that old guy Qian Daoliu, right? He won’t need it anymore. As for the reason..."
Wang Jingyu slowly walked out of the meeting hall, but his voice resounded in the meeting hall, making all the elders widen their eyes.
"Old Qian Daoliu is now my most loyal slave. I can make him obediently end his hostility towards Haotian Sect with just one word."
What? That old guy Qian Daoliu is both an enemy and a friend. He is called the invincible Ultimate Douluo in the air.
Now he is actually accepted as a slave by Wang Jingyu?
"Sect Master, look at what he said, how much is true and how much is false?"
The second elder covered his heart, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and asked Tang Xiao.
Tang Xiao pondered for a moment and then replied thoughtfully.
"I think nine points are true. Do you still remember that nearly two or three months ago, a mysterious strong man came to Wuhun City and had a great battle with Qian Daoliu.
Later, the mysterious strong man disappeared from Wuhun Hall, and the Pope of Wuhun Hall officially unified the enshrinement hall, the Pope's Hall, and the Elder's Hall. I suspect that he is the mysterious strong man."
"I also think it's possible!" The third elder also coughed several times, his eyes full of awe.
"It's a pity that Wuhun Palace has issued a hush-hush order on what happened that day. Our people only know some rumors, but we don't know the specific story of what happened."
"What a terrifying strong man. I also had my head kicked by a donkey, and yet I actually had to fight with him.
Fortunately, he remembered the master-disciple relationship with his uncle and didn't do anything to me, otherwise he might have crushed me to death with one finger."
A flash of fear and joy flashed in the seventh elder's eyes. Now he did not dare to provoke Wang Jingyu again. In the face of absolute strength, it was an unwise decision to deliberately provoke Wang Jingyu.
"Old Qi, you were indeed reckless this time. If he hadn't been unwilling to kill you, I might not even know how you died."
The fourth elder nodded heavily, his eyes also full of fear for Wang Jingyu.
"It doesn't matter. Now that we know that he is Grandpa's disciple and is engaged to Yuehua, he is a member of our Haotian Sect.
As the chief elder of Haotian Sect in the future, you should have no objections, right?"
Tang Xiao glanced at the five elders at this time and confirmed his opinions with them again.
"I have no objection. Since it was appointed by my uncle, I definitely have no objection. I firmly support your uncle's opinion."
The seventh elder took the lead in expressing his thoughts before the others could speak.
"I have no objection either! Uncle's decision-making is as wise as ever!"
"Uncle, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to our Haotian Sect and even died. I actually doubted him before. Alas, I shouldn't."
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Listening to the opinions of the five elders at this moment, Tang Xiao was filled with curses in his heart.
In the past, when others spoke to you with good intentions, you insisted on crying like a ghost and showing that you refused to accept anyone.
Now that I have been taught a lesson, I have become much better behaved. Are these old guys mean?