"I heard that there's an artifact in your sect that one can study to enhance their understanding of the law of space."
Dylan caressed his chin. At the same time, the temperature decreased significantly.
The sect master gritted his teeth. "How long?"
The artifact that the mysterious, powerful figure was pertaining to was the heirloom of their sect. The "space-breaking bead" is known by the outside world as "space stone" but also has another name in the West: "space gem". There are other names but these three were the most accepted.
The space stone was handed down from generation to generation of sect master Windset Sect in order to gain entry understanding of space.
The space stone has simplified rules of space that even dullards would be able to understand space up to 3% while those who had excellent talent can even gain deeper insights.
Every generation of sect masters, with the help of space stone, gained a level understanding of space, which boosted the speed blessing of wind attribute techniques they practiced.
Those excellent core disciples also had these opportunities once they were in a certain realm. How could they let an outsider borrow their heirloom?
However, just as the Sect Master thought of refusing, a feeling of doom for their entire life began to shroud his heart. This made him aware that there was no choice. As the sect master, he always prioritizes the sect's interest but, above all, the sect's survival. He couldn't let it collapse under his lead!
'I'm sorry my ancestors.' The sect master felt helpless.
"Only for a week... Don't worry, I vow to the heavens that I won't steal or damage it!
"What? A week? We cannot let that happen. Why should we hand it over to you? Who are you? Just because you're strong, that doesn't mean you can bully us!" The peak leader of Tai Shou mountain of the Windset Sect spoke up.
Beside him, an elder with a red mark on his cheek with a gloomy aura shouted: "We cannot let an outsider tarnish the reputation of our sect! Why should we let you? Do you believe we can't resist you!?"
"Calm down guys, don't recklessly lead us to death." Peak master of heaven peak mediated. "This senior has terrible power that had breached our formation. Do you really think we can resist such a being?"
On the other hand, peak master Jeremiah was about to join the opposition when Jericho beside him tugged his shoulder.
"Master, if you don't want the sect to face ruin. I suggest you just stay silent." Jericho looked at Dylan, the main body, with a hint of awe.
He knew that the main body had reached the realm beyond the Great World. Although he was a sub-body of Dylan, he had quite a good feeling for Windset Sect.
The peak elders and sect masters were good to him. The disciples respect him and treat each other like brothers. Jericho likes the atmosphere of the Windset Sect.
'I hope you don't destroy the sect.' he communicated with Dylan through their shared senses.
Dylan smiled and looked at Jericho and Jeremiah with a passing glance. 'Do not worry. As long as they know what's good for them. I won't do such a thing. I'm not bloodthirsty or anything.'
Out of eight peak masters, six of them were opposed while two had no stand. The sect master felt a headache. 'How to settle this.'
Dylan sighed. "I didn't want to do this but you guys are keen to oppose me."
"So what!?" The peak elder of Tai Shou mountain with red disheveled hair and shaped horse piercing let out a cold snort.
The other six elders looked at Dylan coldly and said.
"You dare!??"
"Who the fuck are you to order us."
Jeremiah shook his head with this. 'Well, I'll just trust my disciple's judgment. He seems to know this Senior.' he glanced at Jericho who was calmly watching the spectacle.
The sect master wants to sleep the six elders. 'We're done for! These fools!'
Unfortunately, even though he was the sect master. He alone doesn't make the decision. For major decisions like this one, the majority wins.
He only has Jeremiah and Dandan by his side, while six are opposed. He couldn't do anything.
The sect master bowed to Dylan with a pleading look. "I hope the senior would be merciful."
"Sect master, how could you bow to that bastard!?" The peak master of Shou snorted.
Just as the other five could speak, Dylan raised his hand. Azure energy spreads to the space.
Beside the red-haired Elder, cracks in space with boundless darkness interior formed and began to suck the peak elder.
Jeremiah, the sect master, and the five felt the terrifying force of space for the first time.
They began to bombard the space cracks with their wind techniques, but how could they rival an actual tear in space?
Even the sect master's wind void dragon only worsened the expansion of cracks.
"No! Don't come nearer!"
The red-haired elder was pale-stricken at the tear on the space, it was like a massive maw monster with nothing but darkness on the other side.
Whirlwind Dance!
Death-defying Gale!
Blast of Storm!
High-level techniques performed by Saint were produced one after another to resist, but everything was devoured and couldn't even cause a ripple to the space crack.
In a few seconds, the cracks, like a gaping maw, devoured the red-haired elder's left arm effortlessly. There's no scene of blood spilling as the wound was cauterized by the unparalleled sharpness of the space crack.
At this moment, the other five elders in the sideline were deathly pale and swallowed their saliva. A hint of regret flashed to their faces as they suddenly had a glimpse that shit was about to turn bad for them!
'I don't want to die yet!'
'What have we done??'
'I shouldn't have listened to him!'
The peak elders watched as the red-haired elder was about to get swallowed by the space crack.
"Please be merciful!!" The sect master prostrated at this time.
Dylan simply nodded, causing the space crack to recede as if it hadn't happened. Then, he looked at the five elders.
The five elder felt cold sweat form on their backs as if they were thrown bare naked in the winter.
"Is there a problem?" Dylan asked with a smile.
The five elders kneeled one after another. "We don't dare! Please do as you please to our sect!!"
The sect master cursed inwardly. 'These shameless bastards! We could have befriended such a powerful figure, yet they unnecessarily provoked him! Have I been with such pig teammates all this time!?'
Still, he was relieved that the sect seems to have averted a disaster. The senior in front of them seems to have no intention of petty squabbles punishing them.
As expected of a truly strong powerhouse that even exceeds the so-called Indra King of Zhao Kingdom!