Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Ling Tian floated down from the sky.    

Step by step, they walked towards the crowd.    

Although the sound of his footsteps wasn't heavy, it felt like every step he took was on everyone's hearts.    

Even Ling Tian's indifferent eyes looked over, and they could not help but lower their heads, not daring to look at him.    

That gaze was simply too fierce. At a glance, it was as if a sharp sword was piercing towards him.    

This, was the Sword Intent!    

At present, Ling Tian's Sword Intent had not dissipated yet.    

There were only a few people who could face Ling Tian head on.    

"Where is the Violet Cloud Sect Disciple?"    

Ling Tian held onto the Ziji Sword, and said solemnly.    

"We pay our respects to Clan Elder Ling Tian!"    

The crowd of Ziyun Sect s, Pi Quan s and skulls, numbered nearly a thousand, and all walked forward as they bowed and paid their respects to Ling Tian.    

Ling Tian's tyrannical combat power had already made them completely submit.    

Even that Xiao Chuchen from the Hundred Herbs Peak couldn't bear to look down on Ling Tian right now, so instead, he looked at him with his bewitching eyes, hoping that he would receive some attention from him.    

This was the worship of the strong.    

Ling Tian currently did not even have any enemies in the Ning Po realm, so in time, wouldn't it be easy for him to reach the Golden Body Realm?    

If such a genius was able to stay together with her, who would dare to look down on her?    

The Xin Ziang she admired before, compared to Ling Tian, she was now like a Good-for-nothing.    

"Who is in charge?" Ling Tian swept across the crowd and asked indifferently.    

Xin Ziang was startled, and did not reply immediately.    

Xiao Chuchen instead stepped forward with light footsteps, and said in a tender voice: "Reporting to Elder Ling, the one in charge is Elder Xin Ziang Xin."    

"Alright then ?" Ling Tian glanced at Xin Ziang.    

"From today onwards, I, Ling Tian will take command of this place!"    

"Ling Tian, you!" Xin Ziang suddenly raised his head, his face as heavy as water.    

"What, you don't agree?"    

Ling Tian looked over coldly, his aura was like the ocean, surging forward with pressure.    

"I... "No objections!"    

Xin Ziang was simply unable to resist Ling Tian's aura, and retreated two steps with a thud.    

"Humph, that's good. Violet Cloud Sect Disciple, follow me up the mountain! "    

With that, Ling Tian walked past the disciples and into the Tianhe Mountain.    

Behind him, nearly a thousand Ziyun Sect disciples followed, their eyebrows raised in satisfaction.    

"With Ling Tian in Ling Nan, would we still have a chance to shine?    

Ji Lie looked at Ling Tian's tall and straight back, let out a long sigh, and left with the disciples of the Flame Pavilion.    

He understood, the current Ling Tian was something they couldn't even hope to compare to.    

Ling Nan was a land that could not contain Ling Tian.    

The Yun State was Ling Tian's next stage.    

"Elder Brother Ling Tian is so fierce today, it's better not to greet him!" Ye Baoer stuck out his cute little tongue.    

Xi Ruoxue rubbed Ye Baoer's head and said: "There's no rush, there's a lot of opportunities. "Let's go as well ?"    

Listening to Xiao Chuchen's attentive report, Ling Tian quickly reached the encampment on the mountainside of Tianhe Mountain.    

The Lingnan Sect shared a piece of the encampment, but on the summit of the mountain, there was a magnificent palace, it was one of the top spirit weapon in the Lingnan Zonglian Union, inside it were the various Sect leading group of elders.    

Ling Tian took a glance, and noticed that the palace was lit up, a few figures were standing in front of the palace as though they were waiting for something.    

"I know what the situation is like, so all of you should go back and rest." With that said, Ling Tian sheathed his sword and walked towards the palace.    

Xiao Chuchen nodded, "Disciple understands."    

The group of disciples behind him also looked at Ling Tian's figure that was gradually disappearing with extreme envy, and could not help but sigh.    

When Peak Master Mu Yun Qin Han was heavily injured and returned to the sect, no one ever went up to that palace again. Xin Ziang was only temporarily leading the Violet Cloud Sect Disciple and didn't have the qualifications to go up.    

Now that Ling Tian had returned, even though he was only at the Pi Quan level, tonight's battle had allowed him to enter that palace.    

Ling Tian walked up the stone steps step by step. From Xiao Chuchen's words, he already knew that Peak Master Mu Yun Qin Han was indeed heavily injured, and the successor elders sent by Ziyun Sect had not arrived yet. There were not many clan elders that the Ziyun Sect could send over.    

As the mastermind of the Lingnan Sect, Ling Tian would never agree to have anyone from the Ziyun Sect watch over the palace.    

He didn't care how it had been a few days ago.    

Now that he was here, he had to take back the status and glory that belonged to the Ziyun Sect.    

As he was thinking, Ling Tian had already reached the top of Tianhe Mountain.    

There was a platform, and on it stood the palace alone. There were no decorations on the four sides, the palace was only made of black stone, and on the four sides of the platform, there were shining Array s, appearing extremely solemn.    

This palace was not constructed artificially, and was indeed somewhat similar to a Cloud Boat. Ling Tian had never seen it before.    

At this moment, the silhouettes in front of the palace had all disappeared. It was obvious that they were waiting for him within the palace.    

Ling Tian stepped forward, and immediately pushed open the door and entered.    

"Ziyun Sect Ling Tian greets the elders!"    

Just as he stepped inside, Ling Tian felt numerous Spiritual consciousness approaching him. The strength of the Spiritual consciousness was actually at the middle stage of the Ning Po.    

"Hmph!"    

With a light snort, the scabbard in Ling Tian's hand trembled, and the Spiritual consciousness directly clashed against it, repelling the few Spiritual consciousness s in an instant.    

Although the Yuan Qi in his body was exhausted, the Spiritual consciousness was extremely rich and vigorous. Competing with the The Power of Spiritual Perception, he was not afraid of anyone here.    

This shock was just like a show of force, letting them understand that they weren't someone who could be easily taken lightly.    

"Hahaha, so it's Elder Ling Tian from Ziyun Sect, please take a seat!"    

After a long laugh, an old man wearing a watery robe with white hair at his temples stood up from the main seat in the center of the hall.    

Ling Tian did not know who he was, but from his attire, he knew that he was an elder of the Tianshui Sect.    

"This is?"    

The old man said with his hands behind his back: "I am Tianshui Sect, Zhao Li!"    

"Flame Pavilion, Inner Elder, Ji Tie!"    

"Falling Flower Sect, Bai Zhi."    

"Greenwood Sect Elder, Lin Sen."    

"?"    

On both sides of the main hall, the various Sect Elders all rose to their feet. There were seven of them.    

"I pays his respects to the elders. Ling Tian came late and did not receive you. Please forgive us."    

Ling Tian cupped his hands together and then, under everyone's slightly shocked gaze, his sword directly flew past the Elder Zhao Li, and steadily sat on the main seat.    

"You!"    

Zhao Li was startled, he turned and looked at Ling Tian with an unfriendly face.    

It had to be known that he had been the one to take this seat for the past few days.    

Zhao Li's cultivation had reached the late stage of the Ning Po, and amongst everyone present, the combat power was the highest. As the leader, no one had ever raised an objection.    

Right now, this young generation of the Ziyun Sect had just arrived and she already stood at the seat of honor.    

"Elder Ling, you sat in the wrong seat! This chair is the main seat! "    

Ling Tian put down the Ziji Sword, looked up and laughed: "That's right, I know it's the main seat, is there a problem?"    

"Elder Zhao, stop standing. Sit down and talk." Ling Tian pointed to the last chair on the left.    

Ling Tian's tone was clearly that of someone in a position of power giving out orders.    

"Ling Tian, don't think that just because you have some methods, you can do whatever you want. "Do you know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is?!"    

Zhao Li shouted angrily.    

How could he just casually sit down? If he did, where would he put his old face?    

"As high as the sky is, you can jump. "No matter how thick the ground is, it can still be broken!" Ling Tian then grabbed the Ziji Sword and said indifferently: "What, I see that Elder Zhao is not willing to let me take this seat?"