"With such meager ability, you dare to stir trouble in my Heavenly Tao Pavilion? Truly ignorant of life and death!"
Lin Fan watched coldly at the direction where Luo Ge had fallen, letting out a cold smile.
His piercing gaze swept through the crowd.
The powerhouses of the Supreme Sect were silent as cicadas in winter, too enraged to speak.
Li Tianyang's pupils slightly contracted, his hands gripping the armrests tightly for a moment before gradually relaxing, his tense body leaning back against the chair. He rubbed his forehead with his hand, "This is troublesome, it seems something big is about to happen..."
Although Luo Ge was just a newly appointed elder, he still represented the face of the Supreme Sect.
At least the Saint King-level powerhouses of the Supreme Sect will probably pay a visit to the Heavenly Tao Pavilion.
However...
These matters have little to do with his Feather Transformation Sect.
