Chapter 2365: Gathering of Strong Cultivators (2/2)

“Even if you’re Kasyapa’s disciple, you can’t act arrogantly in front of Shrines’ members,” stated Qiong Lin indifferently. Even though he was releasing fire strength, his voice sounded ice cold.

Tian Ruo Jian didn’t say anything, he put his hand on the handle of his sword. Actions were more important than words.

“The Fire Shrine continues acting that arrogantly?” someone laughed. That person appeared halfway up in the air. Qiong Lin and the others didn’t seem surprised.

“The Diviner!” Lin Feng had met the Diviner in the small world long ago. The Diviner had given Lin Feng the impression he was enigmatic and unfathomable. He had never shown how strong he was. But if he was as strong as Gu Zhu and the others, back then, he would have probably arrived much faster when the Fire Shrine was chasing him.

However, when Qiong Lin and the others saw him, Lin Feng noticed, from their facial expressions, that they were very cautious in his presence.

“Mara-Deva, your real body is done practicing cultivation? You’re not qualified to stand before me, am I wrong?” said Qiong Lin indifferently. Lin Feng was astonished. Real body?

Had the Diviner practiced a cloning technique as well? Had Lin Feng always met the Diviner’s clones?

“What do you think?” asked the Diviner calmly. Qiong Lin frowned and stared at him as if he were trying to see through him.

“Interesting. Wait until Weapon Master Bing is done making the weapon. We’ll check that out,” said Wu Ming indifferently. He looked at Lin Feng again, who had the impression he was going to be absorbed into an empty space. Indeed, the atmosphere was dividing. His body was being ripped apart as well!

Sword strength suddenly filled the air.

“Come on, I was just joking!” said Wu Ming, bursting into laughter. Then, he turned around and glanced at the members of the Empty Space Shrine. He walked towards them and sat down as if nothing had happened. Lin Feng felt normal again, except he was now actually covered with cold sweat. High-level Saints were terrifyingly strong. Like Gu Zhu, Wu Ming had become famous a long time before.

Wu Ming’s power is disintegration, he can create another space using empty space strength and make half of someone’s body appear in that space while leaving the other part in the current world. That way, he rips people apart and kills them. What a terrifying power, thought Lin Feng. Wu Ming could kill low-level Saints in a millisecond with the power of his mind!

Saints were already powerful cultivators, but still, there were huge differences between them, too.

“How noisy. After my fellow disciple is done making the sword, it seems like there will be battles,” said Weapon Master Kong with a smile. Two high-level Saints from two Shrines wanted to kill Lin Feng, and some people who were on Lin Feng’s side, such as Mara-Deva from the Fortune Shrine, were there. More people from Shrines were going to arrive. It was definitely an incredible meeting!

“Many friends are here already,” said Tian Ruo Jian indifferently. He smiled and said, “Weapon Master Bing is going to make a sword, even the Supreme Animal World wanted to see it. Great!”

Everybody gazed into the distance when he said that. They saw two people. They were wearing dragon robes with dragon patterns on them. The dragons on the patterns were actually spitting out smoke. Their Qi was extraordinary and aggressive.

“People from the Dragon Clan?” whispered Weapon Master Kong.

Tian Ruo Jian smiled, “Dragon Clan and if I’m not mistaken, Roc Clan.”

The crowd looked higher up in the sky; there was someone wearing a golden robe, his expression sharp. Everything about that roc was sharp.

“A king amongst rocs, a Great Oriental Greenfinch roc. They want my fellow disciple to make a sword for them, but he never agreed!” said Weapon Master Bing indifferently. Lin Feng was amazed. The Great Oriental Greenfinch roc wanted a sword? Interesting…

“Weapon Master Bing is here,” said Tian Ruo Jian at that moment, looking off into the distance. There was an white-haired old man there, his hair was messy. He looked like an ordinary old man who didn’t take care of himself. It was difficult to imagine that he was Weapon Master Bing, the one who had made Kasyapa’s sword, a terrifying Saint’s Weapon!