"Enough."
Another figure appeared. It was an old man in a white long robe. His expression was calm as he glanced at Ximen Ao, then turned his gaze to Ren Feng.
Ximen Ao let out a cold snort. The white-robed elder spoke again, "A man should keep his word. You said if he survived three moves, the matter regarding this boy would be written off. He has already survived those three moves. What he did before, naturally can be wiped clean."
"Long Yang, there were clearly only two moves, where did the third come from?" Ximen Ao looked at him.
"During the second move, what was that finger imprint of yours supposed to be?" The white-robed elder named Long Yang looked at him calmly. "Your killing intent is too heavy. That's why your realm has been stuck in place, unable to step into the Transcendent Saint."
