Nangong Ling's gaze gradually turned icy cold, sharp as a sword.

  Chu Jing, Haoyue Zongzhu, father of Chu Zhangpeng, the eldest son of Dapeng.

  Cold snow day, icy snowy mountain villa master.

  Teng Wu Mountain, Deputy Master of Wan Shou Men.

  Duan Tianlang, a royal prince and also the father of Duan Han, the young master who came to Yunhai Sect a few days ago.

  Apart from the Luoxia Sect in the borderlands and the Yue and Yu families in the Imperial City, the other four forces, including the imperial family, all appeared at the same time without being invited, and on the day of the Yunhai Sect's sect competition, it was clear that they were not there to celebrate.

  "Nangong Sect Master, Duan certain has brought several people to visit, and hopes you won't be offended."

  Duan Tianlang stood on the giant sword, wearing a white armor, majestic and powerful. As his words fell, the giant sword landed directly on the viewing platform, with a continuous rumbling sound. One leg of the viewing platform was instantly pulverized under the sword's energy.

  At the same time, Chu Jing, Hanshu Tian and Kun Huang descended onto the spectator stands, their eyes showing disdain for everyone.

  By Duan Tianlang's side, Duan Han was coldly staring at Nangong Ling. He had been nursing a grudge against him since the day he was humiliated and left, today, Yunhai Sect would see a good show.

  "Haha, it's an honor for the Wolf King to come to my Yunhai Sect as a guest." Nangong Ling said with a smile, although his heart was cold: "I just don't know why the Wolf King and all the sect masters have come?"

  "Not long ago, Xiao Duan Han had already come, and his intention must have been clear to the Southern Palace Sect Master. Your Majesty has a grand vision for creating the Snow Moon Holy Institute, which requires everyone's joint efforts. Moreover, all the other sect masters have agreed to Your Majesty's request, except for Yun Hai Sect..."

  As he said this, Tian Lang's voice paused slightly, and he smiled without speaking.

  "Hmm?" Nan Gong Ling's eyes flashed with a hint of color, Chu Jing, Han Xue Tian and others, which one was not a cunning old fox? How could they possibly hand over the sect's talented disciples? They should be very clear that once the person is handed over, in the future, it will likely become the imperial family's power, rather than theirs.

  However, when Chu Jing and others heard Duan Tianlang's words, their faces were all very calm, as if this matter was always the case, which made Nan Gongling puzzled.

  "What did Lang Wang plan to do that day?" asked Nan Gong Ling.

  "Since the Southern Palace Sect Master refuses to send someone to Your Majesty, I'll have to personally select one for Your Majesty. Coincidentally, today is the Cloud Sea Sect's grand competition, and I can see the talents of the Cloud Sea Sect disciples, so I can choose one by one." Duan Tianlang said straightforwardly with an overbearing tone.

  Everyone's face changed on one side of Yunhai Sect. How arrogant they were, what kind of place did they think Yunhai Sect was? The people of Yunhai Sect, to be selected at their will?

  "What if I don't agree?" Nan Gong Ling's voice was slightly cold.

  "Nangong Zong will agree, just like other sect masters do." Duan Tianlang's words were filled with strong confidence, as if no one could resist his words.

  "Nangong Sect Master, don't rush to argue for now. Let the disciples of Yunhai Sect participate in the sect's grand competition and strive to perform well. Snow Moon Holy Institute doesn't want mediocre talents; as long as one can enter Snow Moon Holy Institute, Snow Moon Country will be their backing. Dan medicine and weapons are at their disposal, and they can choose from powerful martial skills and techniques at will. They will become the sharp swords of Snow Moon."

  Duan Tianlang's words were directed at the disciples of Yunhai Sect, his voice full of temptation. As long as they joined Snow Moon Holy Institute, they would have access to endless martial arts and techniques, as well as powerful weapons and elixirs. What a wonderful thing this was, especially for those sect disciples who yearned for great power, it was too tempting.

  They came to Yunhai Sect for cultivation and to become stronger. If Xueyue Sacred Institute can provide better opportunities, why would they still be in Yunhai Sect?

  At this time, many people's hearts were already secretly urging themselves to go all out in the big competition.

  "Despicable."

  Nangong Ling cursed under his breath, Duan Tianlang's divisive plot was not very clever, but it worked.

  What made Nan Gong Ling even more unbearable was that this was a provocation against Yun Hai Sect's Chi.

  "I'd like to see who will betray the Yunhai Sect." Nangong Ling's heart was cold and detached as he said to Duan Tianlang, "Since the Wolf King wants to watch the Yunhai Sect's sect competition, I, Nangong Ling, will naturally fulfill his wish."

  "The grand comparison of sects, the ranking battle between outer door disciples and core disciples has been postponed, to be continued another day. Today, only inner door disciples will fight."

  Everyone was shocked by Nan Gongling's words, but after a moment of thought, they understood what he meant.

  Outer disciples are too weak, at this moment revealing the face of Yunhai Sect is a loss, while core disciples are the core of the sect and will be the future successors of Yunhai Sect in the near future, their strength should not be exposed too early, so it's more suitable to have inner disciples compete in the grand comparison.

  A hint of a different smile flickered in Duan Tian Lang's eyes, would this be useful?

  "Inner disciples are ranked according to their position on the stone wall, standing on the life and death platform, in order."

  Nan Gong Ling spoke again, and instantly, the eighty-one name owners engraved on the stone wall walked onto the Life and Death Stage, under the gaze of the crowd, extremely glorious.

  "This time, the inner door competition rules will be changed. Those who want to participate in the ranking battle must first challenge one of the top 81 disciples of the inner door. Only the winner can qualify for the ranking battle. Moreover, the challenger cannot continuously challenge the same person."

  Nan Gong Ling continued to speak, and the crowd was in an uproar again. Many people felt disappointed, originally wanting to show off their skills at the sect's grand competition, but it seemed that there wouldn't be any opportunity after all.

  "This time, in this battle of challenge, taking qualifications, life and death... are not limited."

  "Boom." Everyone's heart skipped a beat, life and death, without bounds.

  If they challenge the top eighty-one inner disciples, they will definitely be hated by their opponents. With this rule, it is very likely that they will lose their lives, which also means that they cannot afford to lose.

  Victory means just qualifying for the ranking battle, defeat has severe consequences, and may even cost one's life.

  "Not worth it."

  "It's not worth risking one's life for a ranking battle qualification, it's better to wait and participate in the big comparison next year."

  Countless disciples shook their heads and whispered to each other, "This is too reckless, it's not worth it."

  "Lin Feng, the sect master is really ruthless. Now I've entered the Spiritual Martial Realm, but it's only the first level of the Spiritual Martial Realm. Those eighty-one people on the stone wall, even the weakest are at the second level of the Spiritual Martial Realm. I guess I don't have any hope."

  Han Man smiled wryly, originally wanting to have a thrilling fight in the sect's grand competition, but didn't expect it to turn out like this.

  Lin Feng's eyes flickered as he gazed at Nan Gong Ling on the stage. This rule was indeed ruthless, but it could truly eliminate those who were not strong enough and lacked courage, allowing only the elite to participate in the battle, with real strength and daring to fight. This was exactly what Nan Gong Ling wanted to achieve, showcasing the best side of the inner door disciples to those outsiders.

  "The eighty-first ranked disciple is on that life and death stage right now. At this moment, the other inner disciples can challenge any of them to a fight on the central life and death stage."

  Nan Gong Ling finished speaking and sat down, his eyes glanced at Duan Tian Lang and others.

  " Luo Lie, willing to challenge You Lin."

  A figure jumped onto the stage of life and death, saying loudly that since you can't challenge the same person, the first challenger undoubtedly had an advantage. He could choose from among the eighty-one people ranked last, and You Lin was ranked eighty-first.

  At this time, You Lin's face was ugly, and he was indeed the first to challenge him, making him very embarrassed.

  "Challenger, no quarter asked nor given."

  Wen Renyan, standing at the forefront of the crowd, moved his lips slightly, his voice cold, causing the inner disciples below who wanted to challenge him to be shocked in their hearts. This guy...

  "Okay."

  You Lin nodded at Wen Ren Yan, then jumped onto the Life and Death Stage. The Poison Dragon Fist was unleashed directly without any mercy or holding back. Even if Wen Ren Yan hadn't reminded him, he would still have killed.

  …………

  After a stick of incense time, Fengyun Gorge, Shengsi Platform area, became exceptionally quiet.

  Everyone's gaze fell on one place, the central death platform. There, blood stained the death platform red, and on it lay five corpses. These five corpses were all challengers, without exception. They had all lost and been killed on the spot, not even their bodies were cleared away.

  Defeat is equivalent to death.

  Cruel and bloody lessons that make the flames in the hearts of those who want to challenge gradually extinguish.

  Moreover, these five people challenged only those ranked last, and afterwards, if they wanted to challenge again, they would have to challenge those ranked even higher.

  Those who can carve their names on the glorious stone wall of Nei Men's disciples are indeed none ordinary.

  Nan Gong Ling sat on the viewing platform, his eyes calm and serene. Perhaps this bloody lesson would make these disciples deeply understand the cruelty of the martial way.

  Only with an unyielding and determined heart can one charge forward, those who shrink back in fear of cruelty and bloodshed are not qualified to pursue the pinnacle of martial arts.

  "A bunch of trash, also thinking of having a ranking battle qualification, death will be able to extinguish the illusions in your hearts, right?"

  Wen Renyan pointed at the five corpses on the stage, his cold eyes scanning the crowd with an air of superiority and pride.

  He is the first person among the inner disciples, while these people don't even have the qualifications to participate in the inner door ranking war.

  Everyone's face was ugly, but they dared to be angry and not speak. Wen Renyan had always been overbearing, but his innate strength was too outstanding, and he was also valued by the sect, so no one dared to provoke him.

  "Overlord, I think we can start the ranking war now. They have no hope."

  Wen Renyan looked at Nan Gongling again and said.

  Nangong Ling's gaze swept across the crowd, and he nodded slightly. Although Heng Yan was a bit arrogant, he was indeed a rare talent of Yunhai Sect, and would eventually become a pillar of the sect.

  "Ridiculous."

  Just then, a sarcastic voice suddenly echoed in space, causing a ripple in the hearts of the crowd.

  Wen Ren Yan's eyebrows rose slightly as his gaze swept through the crowd, and then landed on a particular spot, with a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

  "It's you again." Wen Renyan's tone was icy cold, his murderous intent apparent.

  "You think it's funny somewhere."

  "You are now the number one insider, standing at that height, looking down on others and scolding them as trash. However, when was it that you yourself didn't start from being a piece of trash to have the status you have today?"

  Lin Feng's mouth corner raised a cold smile, Wen Ren Yao was arrogant and self-important, it's time to make him sober up.