"This time is different from before. The top eight contenders will all have the qualification to meet the Hall Master. The Life and Death Gu will be personally awarded by the Hall Master! The top eight, please follow this old man!"
With that, the Grand Elder left without regard for the mournful sounds from all over the venue!
Hearing the disappointed sighs of the people around him, Shan Han Yi finally regained a sliver of superiority.
Regardless, he was still in the top eight and had the qualification to meet the Hall Master, while those below could only sigh in regret.
Ling Feng followed the Grand Elder with a blank expression. Beside him, the mysterious maiden put on her veil again and hopped around Ling Feng.
"Hey, Ling Feng, I heard the Hall Master of the Witch God Hall is extremely mysterious. Aren't you nervous about being personally received by him?"
Ling Feng glanced back at the mysterious maiden and asked instead of answering, "What's your name?"
The mysterious maiden was taken aback, then smiled and said, "I won't tell you."
"You came for the Spring and Autumn Life and Death Gu, are you here to save someone?"
Ling Feng ignored it and continued to press!
"Yes! I am here to save someone." The mysterious maiden's relaxed demeanor from before was replaced by a more somber expression.
"Do you think they might go back on their word and not give us the Life and Death Gu?"
"I don't know!" Ling Feng shook his head.
The mysterious maiden pouted listlessly!
Their conversation was not loud, but Ji Yun Yue, who was in front of them, heard it clearly.
What made Ji Yun Yue curious was that Ling Feng's attitude towards the mysterious maiden seemed different from his attitude towards others.
When fighting others before, Ling Feng had never held back, even killing opponents on the spot!
And the incident of slaughtering millions of Gu worms in the first round!
Therefore, Ling Feng was by no means someone who would show mercy to his opponents.
But why was his attitude towards the mysterious maiden so gentle? He had also gone easy on her in the arena before.
Gone easy?
Ji Yun Yue couldn't help but shake her head inwardly. Ling Feng seemed to have gone easy on her too, which made her feel the gap between herself and Ling Feng completely!
"Hmph, a petty mind! How could the Witch God Hall go back on its word!"
Shan Han Yi's voice suddenly came from behind.
Ling Feng continued to walk forward, while the mysterious maiden turned back and sneered, "Heh, what? Shan Han Yi, have you forgotten that there seems to be something extra inside you?"
Shan Han Yi was startled by this.
Thinking of the broken hairpin remaining in his body, which could turn into a Gu worm at any moment, Shan Han Yi shivered!
Immediately, Shan Han Yi could only snort coldly and shut his mouth, looking aggrieved.
Having dealt with the unlucky god behind them, the mysterious maiden was quite pleased and winked at Ling Feng.
"You seem very keen on the Samsara Life and Death Gu as well?"
Ling Feng did not answer, choosing to ignore her!
The mysterious maiden shrugged.
Shan Han Yi behind them grew even more resentful.
The so-called top eight now only had five people qualified to meet the Hall Master of the Witch God Hall!
Ling Feng, the mysterious maiden, Ji Yun Yue, Guan Ya, and Shan Han Yi!
The remaining Tu Jin Tong and the other two were either seriously injured or dead.
This was also what made Shan Han Yi feel ashamed and indignant!
Among the five, he, Shan Han Yi, had the worst performance, trailing behind everyone else.
Even Guan Ya could walk in front of him with swagger.
A chilling killing intent flashed in his eyes, clearly indicating that Shan Han Yi had been consumed by jealousy and had even come to resent all of them.
The Inner Hall of the Witch God Hall.
After walking through a narrow and dark corridor, they entered the magnificent inner hall, which was several times larger than the arena where they had just competed.
There were also many more furnishings here, a stark contrast to the ransacked scene in front.
However, if ordinary people saw the furnishings here, they would surely feel a chill. The decorations were all bizarre, and a strange atmosphere vaguely lingered around them.
Except for the Saintess, everyone, including the Grand Elder, felt a suffocating sensation.
Ling Feng's eyes suddenly lit up.
The Hall Master of the Witch God Hall!
Given that he could cultivate a strong practitioner like Saintess Ji Yun Yue, how could his strength be weak?
"Greetings, Hall Master!"
The Grand Elder stepped forward and knelt on both knees, followed by the Saintess behind him!
Seeing this solemn and majestic scene, Guan Ya and the others instinctively bent their knees.
Only Ling Feng stood tall and remained composed.
"Ling Feng, what are you doing… Hurry and kneel to pay respects to the Hall Master!"
The Grand Elder, noticing Ling Feng's posture behind him, quickly lowered his voice and reprimanded him.
But Ling Feng seemed not to hear.
Now, even Guan Ya and the mysterious maiden looked at Ling Feng nervously, wanting to remind him but not daring to speak rashly.
Saintess Ji Yun Yue also frowned slightly.
She naturally respected those with strength, but even if Ling Feng was a young prodigy, he couldn't be so disrespectful to her Hall Master of the Witch God Hall.
"Heh heh, what an idiot! He has some strength and starts acting arrogant, not putting the Witch God Hall in his eyes. He's simply courting death."
Shan Han Yi sneered inwardly, relishing the scene and imagining Ling Feng offending the Witch God Hall.
A tragic end.
Just as the atmosphere reached its peak of tension, a figure above, with his back to everyone, turned around.
This person was tall and burly, with chiseled features like a statue. His square face exuded majesty, and his sharp eyes exerted an invisible pressure.
The imposing aura of someone who had long held a high position radiated through his eyes, looking down at those below!
The kneeling figures felt the pressure increase, burying their heads even lower.
The clash of masters often happened invisibly.
Ling Feng raised his eyes and looked directly at the person above.
Their gazes met, and it felt as if sparks were flying in the air.
Ling Feng's expression remained indifferent, showing no fear.
How many people in this world could make Ling Feng kneel?
Just a Hall Master of the Witch God Hall. If he didn't hold the Life and Death Gu in his hand, Ling Feng might not have bothered to meet him.
A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Hall Master of the Witch God Hall, and the oppressive aura he exuded continued to rise.
"As expected, he is extraordinary!"
The Hall Master of the Witch God Hall's voice, filled with authority, resounded.
As the Hall Master of the Witch God Hall, Wu Jiu Tian was aware of everything happening outside.
Ling Feng's methods were not only unknown to the Grand Elder, but even to himself.
Now, facing him directly, Wu Jiu Tian could only describe Ling Feng's strength with four words: "Unfathomable!"
Wu Jiu Tian knew that his oppressive aura was useless against Ling Feng, so he intended to retract it.
However, the Grand Elder kneeling in front could not hold back. He turned back and roared, "Ling Feng, how dare you! Do you know this is the Hall Master's inner hall! You dare to disrespect our Hall Master! Even if you are the first place in this Witch Gu大会, you must..."
"Grand Elder!"
Wu Jiu Tian's authoritative voice boomed.
The Grand Elder quickly bowed, "Yes!"
Shan Han Yi trembled all over. This was the first time he had perceived Wu Jiu Tian's oppressive aura so clearly, and he was filled with both awe and ecstasy!
"Heh heh, foolish Ling Feng! You have completely angered the Hall Master! You're dead!"
The mysterious maiden couldn't help but look back at Ling Feng, her eyes full of persuasion.
Guan Ya even tugged at Ling Feng's trouser leg, "Senior Ling Feng, please don't anger the Witch God Hall. It's not something we can contend with!"
But Ling Feng remained unmoved.
A mere Hall Master of the Witch God Hall was not worthy of his kneeling and salutation.
Moreover, since Wu Jiu Tian himself did not pursue the matter, no one else had the right to comment.
Ji Yun Yue's brows furrowed even tighter. She didn't want such a rare opponent as Ling Feng to die under her master's fury. Just as she was about to stand up and plead, she heard Wu Jiu Tian's authoritative voice sweep across the hall again: "Grant him a seat!"
Everyone was stunned!
The Grand Elder was the first to recover. He quickly stood up and turned around, "Please be seated!"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead, then glared at Ling Feng as if to say, "You're lucky, kid!"
Ling Feng was the first to turn and take the seat of honor!
Seeing this, everyone was stunned again, but they quickly followed suit and sat down.
However, everyone was incredibly surprised.
Why?
Why did the Hall Master not pursue Ling Feng's arrogant and rude behavior?
The Hall Master of the Witch God Hall, Wu Jiu Tian, was the pinnacle of the Witch Gu path in Southern Cloud, the ruler of Witch Gu practitioners.
Even eighty percent of the people in Southern Cloud regarded the Witch God Hall as a holy land and Wu Jiu Tian as their faith.
Therefore, even though the Shan family had immense influence in Southern Cloud and had long coveted the Witch God Hall, Shan Han Yi only dared to provoke Ji Yun Yue verbally. Facing Wu Jiu Tian, he was still filled with apprehension!
How could the majesty of the Hall Master of the Witch God Hall be challenged by others!
What went wrong?
"Damn it, why didn't the Hall Master pursue his offense? Ling Feng deserves to die!"
After sitting down, Shan Han Yi was still filled with indignation.
Was this the privilege of being the first place in the Witch Gu大会?
However, he, Shan Han Yi, as the first place in the previous Witch Gu大会, didn't even have the qualification to meet the Hall Master.
This scene further stimulated Shan Han Yi.
"Phew, Senior Ling Feng, you really scared me to death. The person above is the Hall Master of the Witch God Hall. You can't be so arrogant!"
After sitting down, Guan Ya was still celebrating Ling Feng's escape from disaster, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.