Chapter 480 Strength Speaks

This sound dropped from the sky.

Millions of monks in the entire Feng Yu Sect raised their heads and looked up at the same time.

The winged Pegasus shone with colorful light under the sunlight. The Pegasus raised its head proudly and raised one of its front hoofs, as if it was going to crush everything in front of it.

The middle-aged monk wearing golden armor and helmet on top of the Pegasus is even more stunning.

Hanging high in the air, the millions of people who were busy expanding the mountain gate all looked up and were stunned.

"This is the existence of the Venerable Realm?!"

"The Venerable Realm has never appeared in our chaotic land for thousands of years!"

Soon someone felt that the visitor was extraordinary.

Above the realm of the Venerable, one already has the ability to form a world of their own. Although there is only one person and one horse, they bring everyone as much pressure as if they were threatened by thousands of troops.

Involuntarily, everyone in the audience was a little flustered.

Even some people with relatively low realms trembled at Shen Jinkuo's scolding.

Shen Jinkuo lowered his head and looked at the countless monks who were like ants.

He certainly understood how shocked these people were when they saw him.

With his own cultivation level of the Venerable Realm.

In the land of chaos, he is a god-like existence!

Seeing me is like seeing God!

Shen Jinkuo enjoyed everyone's fear and was ready to accept everyone's kneeling prayers.

The scene of countless people kneeling down to pray was so familiar and natural to him.

This is how ants should be when facing themselves!

But the next moment.

The crowd that was panicked just now began to whisper.

"This person seems to be coming for Master!"

"As long as Master is here, I'm not afraid of this guy!"

"Yes! With Master here, what are we afraid of? Even if the King of Heaven comes, we won't be afraid!"

"Go and report the news personally, let others do what they are supposed to do!"

One spreads to ten, and ten spreads to a hundred.

Such sounds spread among the crowd.

Soon, the Feng Yu Sect disciples who had been facing a formidable enemy just now began to continue their work as a construction team.

Those who need to move things are moved, and those who need to be dismantled are dismantled.

With such a passionate look, no one even raised their head to look at Shen Jinkuo in the sky.

"Um?"

Shen Jinkuo frowned, a little confused by the scene in front of him.

Could it be that these ants can't see their own true identity?

But among these people, there are many monks who are in the Guiyi Realm. Although the Guiyi Realm is nothing in his eyes, his vision should be able to see how deep he is.

But why are these people...

Who is the master they speak of?

The land of chaos has been monitored by his own branch for many years, and there has not been an existence of the Venerable Realm for who knows how many years.

Even in the Guiyi Realm, the highest level is only the fourth or fifth heaven.

Is there any powerful person in this place who can make these ants not afraid of me?

Could it be that there is really any secret in this sect?

Thinking like this, Shen Jinkuo clicked on the six-winged Pegasus.

The Pegasus continued to hang, and its figure landed directly outside the mountain gate.

Scanning the three characters Feng Yu Zong on the mountain gate, his eyes fell on the sacred bird sculpture in the middle of Feng Yu Zong.

Shen Jinkuo sneered.

"It's just a sect that worships the sacred bird."

"These frogs in the well probably don't understand my depth at all!"

Saying that, Shen Jinkuo looked at the six-winged Pegasus under him.

For the truly big families in Zhongzhou, the ancient beasts, no matter how extraordinary their bloodlines are, are nothing more than manipulated tools or mounts.

This was the case with the Shen family in ancient times.

As ancient strange beasts, the Pegasus clan has been closely integrated with the Shen family for many years.

But from the beginning to the end, the Pegasus clan was just the mounts of the Shen family.

It is enough to explain the gap in background between Zhongzhou’s real aristocratic families and other sects.

If there really is something powerful here, it is absolutely impossible to enshrine a sacred bird.

Thinking of this, Shen Jinkuo stood outside the mountain gate and closed his eyes to adjust his breathing.

He gave himself ten breaths of time. After ten breaths, if no one appeared again, he would rush directly into it.

Shen Jinkuo, who was adjusting his breath, looked serious.

But all around, people coming and going were monks engaged in construction.

Outside the mountain gate, it seemed noisy and lively.

Among them, Shen Jinkuo is a six-winged Pegasus, who is extremely out of place.

At this moment, he suddenly saw several young monks from the Three Yang Realm carrying a statue and walking by in a hurry.

Shen Jinkuo raised his eyes and looked down at these people.

He turned his eyes and said secretly: Is this person the sect master of this place?

The sculpture depicts a young man, who looks to be in his early twenties, and there is nothing extraordinary about him.

It was exactly what I thought.

However, if the person in charge here doesn't come out, I might not even be able to save the statue today.

Just as he was thinking about it, Shen Jinkuo looked up again and saw a young man in white floating in front of him.

The young man looked at Shen Jinkuo with a dull expression and spoke calmly.

"You're looking for me?"

Shen Jinkuo raised his eyebrows and glanced around the young man.

Isn't this person exactly the person depicted in the sculpture?

"Good afternoon, Master!"

The young monk in the Three Yang Realm immediately bowed to say hello, and then countless voices rang out at the same time.

"Master, good afternoon!"

Listening to the chorus of countless people shouting, Shen Jinkuo couldn't help but look at the young man in front of him again.

For a moment, he could not see the realm of the person clearly.

He made a direct judgment in his heart, most likely because the aura of this place was obscured.

Or maybe this person has a secret treasure.

"Are you the master of this place?"

Shen Jinkuo said coldly.

And the person standing opposite Shen Jinkuo was naturally Zhong Qing.

Hearing the noise outside earlier, Zhong Qing had to put down those precious picture books and rushed out as soon as possible.

Zhong Qing looked at Shen Jinkuo, looked him up and down, and then a faint smile appeared on his face.

Venerable realm.

Come to the door?

What a coincidence.

Behind him, Feng Buqun also hurriedly caught up.

When he saw this Venerable realm person, Feng Buqun was also shocked at first.

He stumbled and almost fell, but looking at Zhong Qing's back.

He couldn't help but calm down.

His own master, that is a person who has hundreds of Venerable-level skills at a time.

Master's realm is at least above the Venerable Realm.

Otherwise, how could there be so many advanced techniques?

And this is still his conservative guess.

"Who is shouting outside my mountain gate?"

Feng Buqun stepped forward and scolded, "Do you know that you disturbed my master's cultivation!"

Shen Jinkuo narrowed his eyes. This old man is not a novice in the Return to One Realm.

He can't fail to see his Venerable Realm cultivation.

He dared to be arrogant in front of him?

Even if he was at the peak of the ninth level of the Return to One Realm, he was just an ant in his eyes.

What a bunch of trash with high aspirations and thin lives!

Shen Jinkuo shook his head slowly, and no longer thought about it. He spoke calmly.

"Hand over the secret treasure that conceals the aura here, and I will forgive your disrespect."

Obviously, at this moment, he was here and had guessed that the aura here was blocked because of some secret treasure.

And the secret treasure that could block his perception must be of a high level.

When Feng Buqun heard this, he immediately felt like he was facing a great enemy. With a wave of his hand, the countless monks in the mountain gate today were all ready for battle!

"What a big tone!"

Feng Buqun scolded in front of the master.

No matter whether he needs to do it himself or not, he must show his attitude!

Unexpectedly, Zhong Qing waved his hand and dismissed Feng Buqun.

At this time, Zhong Qing's smile became even bigger.

Finally waited for it.

If you don't talk too much, I really don't know how to ask you to fight.

After all, it's not polite for me to start first, right?

Zhong Qing smiled and hooked his finger at Shen Jinkuo on the back of the Pegasus.

"Want a treasure? No problem, just speak with strength."