“Who? Who dares to speak such arrogant words? Do you think you can do something even my sect’s Protector cannot?” shouted someone furiously within the Crippling Night Demon Sect’s army.
In their eyes, the observers were merely garbage onlookers. It was a humiliation towards Qiu Canfeng and the others when someone dared to say something like that.
“Young man, you must watch your words. The world is vast. Do you truly think if your Protector is unable to do something, no one is? If that were true, then who was the one who forced your sect head into this state?” That aged voice rang out again, but this time, with a bit of ridicule.
“Insolence!” The already enraged members of the Crippling Night Demon Sect were naturally even more irritated by the old man’s words. They seemed as if they would rush into the throng of observers and grab the speaker at any moment.
“Everyone, shut your mouth!” All of a sudden, Qiu Canfeng shouted angrily.
After his words, the people from the Crippling Night Demon Sect were like deflated balloons; no one dared to say even half a word.
“Sir, may I ask who you are? Can you show yourself to speak?”
After berating the crowd, Qiu Canfeng clasped his hands very politely towards the vast sea of people. He discovered even though he had locked onto that person’s voice, his location was still indeterminate. That meant the speaker was not simple at all.
“My name is not worth a mention, but destiny has brought me and Chu Feng together once, so I am willing to give him a hand today.”
That voice rang out again, and at that moment, an aged figure slowly walked out of the sea of people, and his appearance thus appeared before the crowd.
That old man had hair as white as snow. It was very long and it was akin to a silvery waterfall. It drooped down straight to his heels.
But the most shocking thing was that the old man’s eyes were shut—he was blind. Furthermore, he was in the eighth level of the Heaven realm.