Steward Xu trembled with anger, but there was nothing he could do. Steward Xiao had many friends and followers, making it impossible for him to argue against him. He could only swallow his anger and let Steward Xiao act arrogantly.
As Steward Xiao was about to continue pressing his advantage, Mo Zhi Jiao suddenly released his Qi and snorted coldly.
As Mo Zhi Jiao's powerful Martial Arts Cultivation spread out, the surrounding deacons couldn't help but shudder. It wasn't because of anything else, but the fact that Mo Zhi Jiao's Cultivation was much stronger than theirs, who had only just entered the True Martial Realm.
Mo Zhi Jiao, with his hands behind his back, coldly glanced over these deacons and said in a cold voice, "Heh, good, very good. The seventeenth floor, it's just the seventeenth floor. Minister Fang, you really think it's easy to accomplish. Why don't you let your disciples try and see if any of them can pass the seventeenth floor?"
