Everlasting Conceited Supreme

The entire restaurant was in an uproar, all the gazes were fixated on the stellar stone s.    

"Let me answer you!"    

"I'll do it. I'll do it. Astronomical. I know everything!"    

The group of people fought to be the first to speak.    

Jiang Feng immediately instructed a person: "Come over."    

The man was overjoyed as he stared at the stellar stone. It was as if they were already his.    

"Tell me, did any of the cultivators of the Ba Dao Sect survive?" Jiang Feng threw out the first question.    

"Tyrant Blade Sect?" This cultivator had an astonished expression. What kind of power was this? He had never heard of it before.    

"Get the hell back here. The Tyrant Blade Sect is the power of over eight thousand years ago. Your ancestor has never even heard of it."    

An elderly voice rang out from the crowd. An old man with a sneer on his face spat out.    

The cultivator who was chosen by Jiang Feng, immediately left with an embarrassed expression.    

"Then you answer." Jiang Feng said to the old man. Indeed, most people did not know about the power of over eight thousand years ago. After all, it was too far away.    

The old man walked out of the crowd, sized Jiang Feng up, and said: "None of the Tyrant Blade Sect's cultivators survived. More than eight thousand years ago, they were razed to the ground, and everyone was killed. Although I don't know why you're asking, but let me remind you that it's best not to go into detail in case you get into unnecessary trouble. "    

None survived...    

Jiang Feng heard the answer and his heart sank. It seemed that everyone was dead.    

"These are yours, take them away. Let me ask you one more question. 'Fleeting Valley' and 'Bi Haitao Tian', do these two forces still exist today? " Jiang Feng immediately asked two other powers, these two forces were created by people he had contact with before, and their relationship with him was not shallow.    

The old man shook his head. "8000 years ago, they were also killed, but I'm not sure if any cultivators survived or not. After all, these two large powers aren't in the Duan Dao of the Heavens. If you want to know more accurately, you have to go to the Dao Province where these two large powers are."    

The old man answered honestly, he did not make it up for the stellar stone.    

Jiang Feng slightly nodded, and passed a pile of stellar stone to the other party.    

Then he asked the third question.    

"Where is Mu Lingxue?"    

Hiss!    

Right after Jiang Feng asked this question, all the cultivators on the third floor gasped. The temperature of the space dropped abruptly at this moment, and every single person who looked at Jiang Feng with eyes filled with anger and shock.    

The body of the old man who answered Jiang Feng first stiffened for a moment, then he suddenly retreated backwards, maintaining a certain distance from Jiang Feng. It was as if in that instant, Jiang Feng became the source of all evil, as he became distant from him.    

"You dare call Immortal Emperor Lingxue by his real name, are you tired of living?"    

Jiang Feng had thought that something was wrong with everyone, but he never thought that just because he called Mu Lingxue by his real name caused everyone to be shocked. It seemed that Mu Lingxue had already grasped the entire Navy Tide Continent in his hands.    

"I have been in closed-door training for countless years and have lived in the mountains and plains. I do not know much about the news from the outside world, so please do not blame me for making a slip of the tongue." The moment he had returned to the Navy Tide Continent, Mu Lingxue was already what everyone called the "Immortal Emperor Lingxue". In a situation where he was not confident, it was still suitable to face off against Mu Lingxue head on.    

Immortal Emperor Lingxue is a god that is revered by tens of thousands of people. If you call him by his real name in any other place, that would cause someone to kill you. Even though we, the Duan Clan, aren't that radical, if you continue to be disrespectful, we will still be disrespectful to you. When we see you taking the initiative to apologize, we will let this matter drop. " The old man said with a lecturing tone towards Jiang Feng.    

"Forget it?" Who said we should just leave it at that? "    

At this moment, a cold shout was suddenly heard from the stairs leading to the third floor.    

As the cold voice rang out, everyone turned to look at the staircase. They saw a young man in a red robe walking resolutely towards the third floor with his hands behind his back and two attendants accompanying him.    

"Zhao Beyang!"    

When the crowd saw this voice, they immediately revealed a look of schadenfreude. The young master of the Zhao Family, Zhao Beyang, had arrived. The white-haired man was about to be finished.    

"Young Master Zhao, what brings you here today?" The waiter quickly stepped forward and laid on the ground.    

Zhao Beyang, without making a sound, lifted his foot and placed it on the waiter's back. He rubbed it with force, and with a wave of his robe, he walked over to Jiang Feng.    

"If I didn't hear wrongly, you called her by her real name, right?" Zhao Baiyang asked with a soft voice and an appearance full of evil. Anyone who saw his face would wish they could give him a few slaps on the back of his shoe.    

"Yes, I accidentally shouted wrongly." Jiang Feng said indifferently.    

"Did you say something wrong?" "Hmm, not bad. It's a pretty good excuse. Put this matter to the side first. Otherwise, I'll beat you up and people will even say that I'm narrow-minded."    

With that, Zhao Beyang sat down on a chair. The two followers behind him immediately stepped forward and massaged his shoulders.    

"Let me ask you, do you know who this location belongs to?"    

"Got it." Jiang Feng was still leaning on his chair, not showing any signs of being afraid at all.    

"You know it's this young master's seat, yet you still f * cking dare to sit on it?" Zhao Beyang suddenly erupted in anger, like a hungry wolf, he glared straight at Jiang Feng.    

"You can't sit in your seat?" Jiang Feng was funny, this young master of the Zhao Family was just like an idiot.    

"Beat him to death! Let him know how formidable I, Zhao Beyang am!" Zhao Beyang roared, and the two lackeys behind him immediately pounced towards Jiang Feng like loyal dogs.    

Jiang Feng only used that cold gaze of his to sweep across, releasing an incomparably sharp killing intent. Two cultivators who pounced on him, immediately collapsed onto the ground, trembling.    

Jiang Feng stared at that moment, and the two of them felt as though their souls were being crushed, a huge mental pressure made them unable to continue forward, and they were instantly suppressed and forced to lie prostrate on the ground.    

Seeing this, all of the surrounding cultivators revealed looks of shock. They never would have thought that the two cultivators that were charging at the white haired cultivator would fall to the ground without hitting them.    

This was too shocking!    

Could it be that this white-haired person was an expert with an extremely high cultivation? The expressions in everyone's eyes changed.    

"Get up!" Upon seeing his two subordinates lying lifelessly on the ground, Zhao Peiyang's face was filled with an incomparable rage.    

"Young master, there's something wrong with this person. We can't get up." One of them said with a trembling voice, his face was filled with fear. Under the suppression of Jiang Feng's killing intent, the two of them felt as though their bodies were being pressed down by a mountain, their faces turned green.