Li Conglin drew out the Demon Dragon Pattern Longsword, his eyes sweeping across the assembly as every Monk lowered their heads, fearing to attract his attention.
Standing behind two Demigod-level elders, Yu Zong was clenching his fists tightly, staring fiercely at Li Conglin.
Three days ago, Li Conglin was still a weak existence who was at his mercy, but now, backed by Bai Yan, he had become the controller of Yu Zong's life.
"I refuse to accept this!!!"
Yu Zong cried out in agony within his heart.
"Is this the strength the teacher spoke of?"
Twenty students looked up at Bai Yan, who stood in the Void, their eyes filled with admiration.
They knew that without Bai Yan here, even a slight disrespect towards these Monks could bring them fatal disaster.
"One day, I too want to stand in the Void like the teacher, admired by thousands!"
At this moment, the Dragon Sect disciples truly learned a valuable lesson, deeply moved within.
