"Great Elder, don't act rashly!"
Seeing that Nangong Xuan was already completely enraged, Tianxianzi hurriedly tried to dissuade him.
"Tower Master, Second Elder, this matter has nothing to do with the Soul-Pillar Pagoda. It is a grudge between the Martial Soul Holy Palace and the Dragon God Holy Temple. Do not interfere. Today, this seat must kill Feng Wuchen!" Nangong Xuan said gloomily, his icy voice chilling to the bone.
Every single arrogant move Feng Wuchen made was, in Nangong Xuan's eyes, an insult to him!
"Great Elder, think twice. If you lay a hand on Feng Wuchen, it will definitely trigger a great war." Qingxuzi also tried to persuade him.
"What if this seat says it is the will of the Ancient Profound Venerable?" Nangong Xuan said in a gloomy voice.
"This..." Tianxianzi, Qingxuzi, and the other high-levels fell completely silent.
"Tower Master, seniors, there's no need for you to intervene." Feng Wuchen said with a faint smile.
