Doupo: Many Children, Many Blessings; Starting with Rock Spear Judgment of Yunshan

The disciples of Yunlan Sect were completely stunned.

They stared at the spiderweb-like cracks in the center of the square. The figure of the First Elder, Yun Leng, was nowhere to be seen, leaving only a mess and a lingering, terrifying mist.

Who exactly is this man in front of me?

He looked to be under thirty, with an exceptionally handsome appearance and a calm, profound demeanor.

Yet this very person, with just one move, severely injured the Grand Elder, an Eight-Star Dou King.

"What... what kind of strength is this? A Dou Huang?"

"Impossible! How could someone so young be a Dou Huang level expert!"

"But if he wasn't a Dou Huang, how could he have defeated the Grand Elder in one move?"

The disciples whispered among themselves, their faces filled with shock and bewilderment.

When did the Gama Empire produce such a person?

Famo from the Alchemist Guild? Jia Xingtian from the Royal Family? Or the legendary Hai Bodong from the Mittel family?

No, it doesn't resemble either.

Those established experts, they had all heard of his name and seen his portrait, but none of them could match him with the person in front of them.

"Could he be a foreign power from another empire?"

"Who cares where he came from? Daring to cause trouble in our Yunlan Sect, he's dead!"

One of the disciples said indignantly, but he kept his voice very low, afraid that Lin Feng in the distance would hear him.

Their gazes involuntarily drifted towards Paimon, who was floating beside Lin Feng.

"Look at his flying pet, it's so small and looks so weak."

"Indeed, apart from being able to fly, it doesn't seem to be very useful. Just now, when the Grand Elder tried to hit it, all it did was dodge."

"I guess it's just a decorative magical pet, all looks and no substance."

Although these few words of commentary were light, Paimon still keenly picked them up.

"Hey! Who are you guys calling weak?"

Paimon, hands on his hips, flew angrily to the disciples.

"I'm the best emergency food... no, the best partner! What do you know!"

"I've traveled all over Teyvat with travelers, I've seen it all! You lot who've never even left a mountain, how dare you look down on me!"

The disciples were momentarily stunned when Paimon pointed his finger at them and berated them.

How can a pet swear?

They wanted to retort, but when they saw Lin Feng standing not far away with his hands behind his back and a calm expression, they immediately swallowed their words.

They weren't afraid of this little flying creature.

They were afraid of the people behind her.

Paimon became even more smug when he saw that they dared not retaliate.

"Hmph, now you're scared, aren't you! Apologize to me right now!"

Just as Paimon was showing off his power, an indescribable and terrifying pressure suddenly swept in from the depths of the back mountain of Yunlan Sect!

boom!

That aura was vast and boundless, like the sky collapsing, instantly enveloping the entire Yunlan Sect.

The wind in the square stopped, the clouds calmed, and even the air seemed to solidify.

All the disciples of the Yunlan Sect, regardless of their cultivation level, felt their legs go weak under this oppressive force and knelt down in unison.

Some disciples with weaker cultivation levels were even forced to lie flat on the ground, unable to lift their heads, their bones groaning under the unbearable pressure.

"It's...it's the former sect leader!"

"The old sect leader has emerged from seclusion!"

An inner disciple struggled to raise his head, his face filled with fervor as he gazed toward the back mountain.

"What terrifying pressure! Is this the power of a peak Dou Huang?"

"He's too strong! I feel like an ant next to him!"

"As expected of the former sect leader, the strongest person in our Jia Ma Empire!"

As this oppressive aura descended, the disciples' fear vanished, replaced by unparalleled excitement and reverence.

This is their belief, and it is the greatest source of confidence for the Yunlan Sect to stand at the top of the Jiama Empire!

"With the old sect leader here, this guy named Lin Feng is doomed!"

"That's right! No matter how strong he is, can he possibly be stronger than our former sect leader?"

"The old sect master is about to reach the threshold of the Dou Zong realm!"

The disciples regained their confidence, and their gazes toward Lin Feng changed from fear to pity and schadenfreude.

In their view, Lin Feng's fate was already sealed.

"To be honest, our Jia Ma Empire only has a handful of Dou Huang powerhouses on the surface," a disciple with a bit more knowledge began to show off.

"Xing Tian, ​​the guardian of the royal family, is one of them. However, he is old and his vitality is declining, so it is said that he will not take action easily."

"The president of the Alchemist Guild, Fa Ma, is also a Dou Huang. However, his main skill is alchemy, and his actual combat strength is much weaker than others of the same level."

"And then there's the Mittel family, which, according to legend, also had a Dou Huang ancestor, the 'Ice Emperor' Hai Bodong, who disappeared for many years. But whether he's alive or dead is unknown."

"Therefore, looking across the entire Jia Ma Empire, the only one truly standing at the pinnacle, unmatched by anyone, is our Yunlan Sect's former sect master, Ancestor Yunshan!"

These words resonated with all the disciples.

"That's right! The old sect leader is invincible!"

"The number one in the Gama Empire, truly deserving of the title!"

They discussed it excitedly, as if they could already see Lin Feng being killed by the Cloud Mountain Ancestor with a single palm strike.

This arrogant young man was indeed very strong, so strong that he made them feel despair.

But so what?

Before the Cloud Mountain Ancestor, who was about to break through to the Dou Zong realm, a mere young Dou Huang was no match for him.

While everyone else was so intimidated by the overwhelming power of the Dou Huang that they knelt on the ground, only Lin Feng remained standing tall and upright.

He didn't even move the hem of his clothes.

The oppressive force that was enough to crush a Dou Wang expert fell on him like a spring breeze, without causing the slightest ripple.

Paimon also hid behind Lin Feng, peeking out his little head and nervously looking towards the back mountain.

"Hey, traveler, this old man's aura is terrifying, much more powerful than that elder."

Lin Feng didn't speak, but calmly gazed in the direction of the back mountain.

At the center of that oppressive aura, an ancient yet powerful presence was rapidly rising, then transforming into a streak of azure light that shot into the sky.

The blue light paused in mid-air, then dissipated, revealing an elderly man with white hair dressed in a simple blue robe.

The old man had a gaunt face and an air of otherworldly wisdom; his eyes seemed to hold the power of wind and thunder as they opened and closed.

He simply hovered there quietly, and the entire world paled in comparison.

He was Yunshan, the previous sect leader of the Yunlan Sect!

As soon as Yunshan appeared, all the disciples of Yunlan Sect were so excited that tears welled up in their eyes, and they shouted like a tidal wave.

"Welcome back, Elder Sect Master!"

"Welcome, Elder Sect Master!"

Yunshan ignored the disciples' bows and immediately fixed his gaze on the distinctive figure in the center of the square.

When he saw that Lin Feng was unharmed under that oppressive force, without even a trace of fluctuation in his battle aura, a barely perceptible look of surprise finally flashed in his usually calm eyes.

Immediately afterwards, his gaze fell on the ground in front of Lin Feng, where a faint trace of water elemental energy still lingered.

Yunshan's brow twitched slightly.

He sensed it; it was a power of extremely high rank, far surpassing any water-attribute battle qi he had ever seen.

"He injured my Yunlan Sect's Grand Elder and trespassed on my sect's sacred ground."

Yunshan's voice rang out, devoid of any emotion, yet clearly resonating in every corner, carrying an unquestionable sense of judgment.

"Young man, who gave you the audacity?"