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Chapter 717: The Martial Saint of This Era!

Chapter 717: Chapter 717: The Martial Saint of This Era!

Boom!

Overwhelming Gang Qi burst forth from the middle-stage Grandmaster, shaking the entire council hall to the point where it seemed to tremble, truly terrifying.

"Giant Spirit Roar!"

The Huashan Sect Elder bellowed, his foot stomping forward abruptly as a momentum of astounding power surged from him, his fist smashing towards the mysterious figure in the black robe.

Barely visible behind him, the Gang Qi surged, coalescing into a colossal demonic shadow, both imposing and awe-inspiring.

"Heh heh."

The man in the black robe only let out a faint chuckle before extending his hand and gently pressing it downward, causing a thunderous roar. Inside the great hall, a gigantic palm materialized and suddenly crashed down upon them.

Boom!

The middle-stage Grandmaster screamed in agony, flattened to the ground without a hint of resistance.

This was the power of Gang Qi within a martial artist’s body; when amassed to a certain degree, it could form such overwhelming hand seals!

"!!"

Everyone in the council hall was stupefied, watching as an early-stage Grandmaster was so effortlessly subdued.

They couldn’t help but turn their gaze towards the man in the black robe.

To achieve this with such ease, he must be at least a middle-stage Grandmaster!

Boom!

However, just as they were trying to guess the black robe’s level, a storm-like aura burst forth from him within the council hall.

Boom!

In that instant, the man in the black robe seemed to transform into a divine being above the ninth heaven, standing above the clouds, looking down on everyone.

At that moment, all in the council hall felt an insignificance akin to ants in the presence of the man in the black robe.

"This... this presence..."

"Could it be..."

"...Martial Saint!"

The Sect Elders were trembling with trepidation, the thought occurring to them.

Suddenly, everyone was astounded.

This was a Martial Saint of the current age!!!

Martial Saint! In the whole of Jianghu, aside from the eight major sacred martial institutions, one hardly saw Martial Saints.

Martial Saints were exceedingly rare.

This was the truly fearsome existence of the Martial Arts world.

When a Martial Saint emerged, who could contend with them?

"You... you..." Hua Muyang was so shaken he could hardly speak, and even as a Sect Leader of a sacred martial institution, he felt an overwhelming tide of fear at that moment.

A Martial Saint had actually come!

It was likely that the opponent needed only a single move to annihilate them all.

And whether there was a Martial Saint within the Huashan Sect, even Hua Muyang wasn’t completely sure, as those ancient creatures were all in secluded cultivation, and no one knew their status.

Even if there were any, their appearance wasn’t a certainty.

In an instant, Hua Muyang realized the situation was dangerous!

"Hahaha, I had not expected a Martial Saint to grace us with their presence; my Huashan Sect is truly honored. Please, have a seat," Hua Muyang chuckled, promptly standing up and offering his place to the guest.

The man in the black robe looked at Hua Muyang with an ambiguous smile, then, without any hesitation, took a step that spanned seven or eight meters and settled into the main seat.

The Sect Elders all felt their hearts leap at this simple action, which revealed the horrifying might of the man in the black robe.

"I think everyone would be willing to hear me speak now," the man in the black robe said calmly, looking around at everyone as he sat in the main seat, with a light smile on his lips.

The Elders fell into silence.

What could they do if not listen?

This was a Martial Saint!

None of them had expected that a Martial Saint would appear.

In Jianghu, Martial Saints were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

"The conflict between your Huashan Sect and Xiao Zheng originated from something quite amusing. It’s fair to say that this entire conflict could have been avoided."

The man in the black robe slowly smiled, "And now that things have come this far, although the disagreement has deepened, it isn’t necessarily a bad opportunity, you could call it quits."

"My visit here is to kindly ask you all to refrain from causing trouble for Xiao Zheng in the future, if that would be agreeable?"

Upon hearing this, the Elders all displayed an unwilling look in their eyes.

One hot-tempered Elder slammed the table as he stood up, pointing at the man in the black robe, and shouted furiously, "Even though you are a Martial Saint, you still can’t meddle in the affairs of our sect."

"Is that so?"

The Martial Saint smiled faintly.

Then, his gaze suddenly turned icy, and with a flick of his finger, a stream of Gang Qi roared out, instantly reaching the Elder, piercing his forehead with a "putt," and blood spurted forth.

"You...ugh..."

The Elder’s eyes showed disbelief, his gaze gradually dimmed, and then with a thud, his body fell to the ground.

Booming noises ensued!

The other Elders, upon seeing this, all revealed looks of terror, each of them retreating backward as they emitted their own aura. These auras, like dragons soaring through the skies, nearly turned the great hall upside down. They all watched the man in the black robe, on guard.

"Can I intervene now?" the man in the black robe was still sitting in the seat of honor, smiling faintly and serenely as if what had just happened was a trivial matter to him.

The many Elders looked at one another in silence.

At that moment, they remembered a saying: "Do not insult a Martial Saint!"

Marital Saints stood at the very peak of Martial Arts, and below them, everyone and every sect was mere ants. With the strike of a Martial Saint, the experts in this council hall could easily be slaughtered!

Of course, the Elders were certain that the man in the black robe wouldn’t dare to do so. Should he truly act, the covertly cultivating Elders within the Huashan Sect would certainly emerge.

However, killing eight or nine people was completely within the realm of possibility and even the old monsters of the Huashan Sect wouldn’t be able to argue against it.

Amongst them, the one most likely to die could be oneself.

In an instant, the council hall fell silent.

A silence as still as death.

As Elders of a sacred martial learning ground, they naturally did not want to let things go. But with the threat of this Martial Saint, how could they dare?

Hua Muyang signaled an Elder with his eyes.

The Elder immediately understood Hua Muyang’s intention, inwardly sighing, knowing that Hua Muyang wanted him to be the "bad guy" who would be the first to agree to the Martial Saint’s suggestion.

He naturally didn’t want to do it, but as a confidant of Hua Muyang, he had no choice.

"Hahaha." Right away, the Elder laughed and said, "Actually, I think what the Martial Saint senior has said makes a lot of sense. The conflict between us and Xiao Zheng is not that deep, why persist in this endless struggle? Let’s just let bygones be bygones, everyone will be happy, right? What do you think?"

The many Elders looked at each other.

In the end, they all nodded, voicing their agreement.

"I think this proposal is good."

"Agreed."

"Let’s call it quits."

The Elders murmured their assents.

"Hehe, since everyone is in agreement, then let’s put this matter to rest. However, should anyone go against their word in secret, I will come back," the man in the black robe said with a faint smile, and then he casually left.