The Pillars of Destruction and Troubled Times

Yuan Zhi gulped. He no longer had the bearing and air of a Great Dao Saint, and his arrogance had completely disappeared. He knew without a doubt he was no match for the duo in front of him. The duo's performance during the commanders' competition was too terrifying, and their strength was close to a lesser supreme being.

The air at the upper core of the Pillar of Destruction was so heavy that it was difficult to breathe at this moment.

Yuan Zhi steeled himself and said solemnly, "Your cultivation is profound, and I admire you. However, this is Rou Zhao Hall's matter and has nothing to do with you. If you don't want to cause a dispute between the ten halls, it's best if you don't interfere in this matter."

As soon as Yuan Zhi's voice fell, Yu Shangrong's Longevity Sword, which had just been sheathed, flew out with a swoosh. An energy sword that was tens of feet long appeared immediately.