Cultivation Goddess
Chapter 79. The Emergence of the Old Chief
Fang Yin felt an aura of energy that was so powerful from the person who saved him. That person raised Fang Yin's body with just three fingers. After feeling that Fang Yin was already able to stand up properly, the mysterious person took off the back of Fang Yin's shirt that he had previously held onto.
Now Fang Yin could see that person clearly. His face was glowing with bright white skin. Her hair had turned white but her face and skin were still very smooth like those of someone who was still a young age.
When Fang Yin was still stunned to see the person who saved him, the opportunity was taken by the cultivator who was chasing him earlier to return to make an attack.
Seeing the attack from that cultivator, Fang Yin moved backwards to dodge. But not the man who saved her. He looked so calm seeing the attack approaching towards him.
The white-haired man pushed his left hand forward. Seen from the palm of his left hand appeared a strange hole that formed like a funnel. The farther the funnel is the wider the surface.
The energy thrown by the cultivator was caught and sucked into the funnel and into the palm of the mysterious man.
Astoundingly.
The atmosphere felt extremely gripping as the mysterious man walked in the air approaching the frightened-looking cultivator.
"Ka ... you .. no .. no. I can't believe that the old chairman is still alive" the cultivator said in fright as he looked at the cold eyes of the mysterious man.
"Hmm .. You have awakened a hungry tiger. The Yuan Clan did not tire of harassing the sect. I've warned you so many times but you all have never brushed it!" The mysterious man shouted loudly.
His voice seemed to contain energy that made the ear like it was struck by a very fierce sound wave.
It wasn't just the cultivator who felt the effects of that thunderous voice. But everyone who was there included the elders.
Fang Yin grew increasingly curious and wondered inwardly about who the strange man who had already saved him was.
The elders, the invading cultivators, as well as the entire disciples who were there moved towards the rear villa to see what was happening.
"Old Chief!" squealing the elders.
They knelt down to pay their respects to the mysterious man. All the disciples there followed what their elders were doing.
The cultivator who had been chasing Fang Yin joined forces with his friends.
"Wake up!" The mysterious man returned to voice.
The eyes of the mysterious man who turned out to be the old chairman of the sect's founder circled around seeing the sect he had painstakingly set up suffer quite severe damage.
This was the second time the Yuan Clan had attacked the Nine Star Sect and resulted in severe damage.
Three years ago they did the same thing and resulted in two elders dying and several others being seriously injured. Luckily Jian Heng came to help and saved the circumstances of that time.
The Old Chief had retreated from the cultivation world since dozens of years ago.
The Old Chief saw the Nine Star Sword glow tonight when Fang Yin was near his room.
It's not a coincidence. The Old Chief knew very well that his best friend's heirloom sword would not light up without a definite cause. There was the blood of the covenant that Gu Ming Hao shed in this sword so that this sword could recognize the owner of the same blood as the covenant maker.
The Old Chief knew that Gu Ming Hao had died in the rebellion that took place in his palace, but he was very sure that this white-haired man was the descendant of his best friend.
Jian Heng who had stayed for quite some time in that place just this time could see the Old Chief for the first time.
After the atmosphere felt silent for a while, the Old Chief now turned to stare at the nine cultivators who were still stunned by his presence.
The Old Chief flew closer towards them with a movement that could not be seen by the eyes.
His body was suddenly already in the presence of those cultivators.
Those cultivators did not want to give up and insisted on seizing the sacred heirloom of the Nine Star Sword from the sect.
The nine cultivators formed an attack formation and intended to surround the Old Chief then attack him together.
Seeing that, Jian Heng intended to help the Old Chief, but elder Ming held onto his arm and gestured him to remain calm.
Jian Heng obediently and retreated back.
At a place not far from that location, Fang Yin was still standing floating in the air and looking at the scene before him with countless questions.
"Good old bangka! You finally showed up. Now is the time for you to accept your death!" exclaimed one of the cultivators who had the most powerful aura.
"Hm .... Just do!" The Old Chief looked so calm even though he was surrounded by nine saint realm cultivators who were preparing to attack him together.
The nine cultivators flowed Qi in his hand and gathered it together to form a constantly enlarged sphere of energy.
Each cultivator had a different type of core Qi which resulted in a different color of energy.
"Two bangka! Feel this! Haaaa!" one of the cultivators shouted as he raised his hand preparing to unleash his attack.
The other cultivators followed him and simultaneously prepared to unleash their attacks.
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