All Realms: Sharing Talents Starting from Chicken Island

This significantly reduced Lin Yan's workload, so he decided to go back and continue cultivating.

But before Lin Yan could return to his residence, he had just returned to the Third Hall when he heard a commotion.

"Bring out Niu Xuanfeng. If Niu Xuanfeng isn't here, then where is Niu Yan?"

"Are all of you from the three halls so rude?"

"I came all this way despite my busy schedule, and there's not even a single person to greet me!"

Zhu Wujie's voice is high-pitched and very distinctive.

Lin Yan had been in the Demonic Sect for quite some time, even longer than Zhu Wujie, and immediately recognized Zhu Wujie's voice.

"Isn't this the Fourth Hall Master?"

"Our sect leader just went out; the fourth sect leader should know that, right?"

Lin Yan stepped forward and gestured to his underling who was coming to report to him.

Even without these people reporting to him, he could roughly guess why Zhu Wujie had come here.

"Oh? I know?"

"You ignorant brat, talking to me like that? Who gave you permission to stand up?"

Zhu Wujie narrowed his eyes slightly and directly opened Lin Yan's mouth with a palm strike from a distance.

With Zhu Wujie's strength, dealing with an ordinary deputy hall master would be a piece of cake.

An ordinary person wouldn't be able to withstand even a palm strike from him from a distance.

But Lin Yan, facing the palm strike, simply raised his hand and unleashed a powerful burst of internal energy, directly shattering the palm strike from a distance.

"Ok?"

Zhu Wujie was slightly taken aback, even though he hadn't used his full strength in that palm strike.

But punishing a deputy hall master is more than enough.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yan resolved the situation so easily.

"Although I am the deputy hall master, I am not the subordinate of the fourth hall master."

"Within the Demonic Sect, the management of each hall is separate."

"The Fourth Master has been a member of the sect for so many years, he should know this."

Lin Yan stepped forward without being humble or arrogant, which made a flash of anger appear in Zhu Wujie's eyes.

The dignified Fourth Hall Master came here, even though he was looking for trouble, but no one was there to properly receive him.

This made Pigsy, who was already dissatisfied with Bull Whirlwind, even more dissatisfied.

"You mean to lecture me, right?"

"It seems that Niu Xuanfeng has trained a good subordinate."

"They even dare to lecture me now."

"Today, I'm going to make you kneel down and talk, if you have the guts."

"Then stand there!"

Zhu Wujie snorted coldly and attacked Lin Yan with his bare hands.

Chapter 32: Is the Deputy Hall Master Getting Promoted?

As the fourth hall master and the leader of the Demonic Church, Zhu Wujie made a move at this moment.

The surrounding demonic sect disciples scattered in all directions, fearing they might be implicated.

The disciples of the three halls all wore solemn and worried expressions.

Among all the members of the Demonic Sect, the Three Halls received the best treatment and had the least fear.

Both the hall master Niu Xuanfeng and the deputy hall master Lin Yan treated their disciples very well.

It's much better than other halls.

For example, Zhu Wujie frequently beats and scolds his subordinates, which has become the norm for him.

At this moment, Zhu Wujie became even more unrestrained and came to the Three Halls to cause trouble.

However, Black Tiger usually doesn't care about these minor matters, as long as no one dies.

After all, this is a demonic cult, a demonic cult that acts recklessly.

Zhu Wujie saw this clearly and acted ruthlessly and mercilessly.

He unleashed a palm strike imbued with concentrated internal energy, showing no mercy. From what he had just witnessed, he could tell that Lin Yan's strength was far beyond that of an ordinary hall master.

"boom!"

A burst of golden light emanated from Lin Yan's body, and with the Heavenly Dragon Heart Sutra activated, his inner force surged forth.

In terms of strength alone, he believed he was no less than Bull Whirlwind.

Not to mention Zhu Wujie, whose strength is even inferior to Niu Xuanfeng.

"boom!"

The ground beneath Lin Yan's feet instantly cracked, and as his inner force surged wildly, countless spiderweb-like cracks spread outwards.

Lin Yan also struck out with a palm towards Zhu Wujie.

The two struck out with their palms at the same time, their palms meeting.

A terrifying vortex of internal energy condensed and spread out in front of the two of them.

A terrifying tremor surged continuously all around.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding demonic sect disciples immediately scattered.

"How can it be!"

"This kid actually managed to withstand 80% of my power in a palm strike?"

"When did a deputy hall master come to possess such strength?"

Zhu Wujie's expression changed slightly, and he was also startled.

At the same time, he began to continuously channel his internal energy. As the head of a hall, how could he lose face here?

He had been scolded by Black-Hearted Tiger during the day.

They came here to regain their dignity and cause trouble for Niu Xuanfeng and San Tang.

But now, instead of regaining face, he finds himself locked in a stalemate with a deputy leader.

"Die!"

Zhu Wujie suddenly increased the strength and internal energy of his entire body, even though he had no weapon in hand.

The only way to force Lin Yan to submit is through internal energy.

Even if it requires using all his strength, he cannot afford to have the slightest possibility of failure.

"Hmph, they really are asking for trouble."

"I was going to give you some face since you are the fourth hall master."

"It's your own fault for not knowing what's good for you, so don't blame me."

A cold glint flashed in Lin Yan's eyes, and he stopped holding back.

Since the other party had no intention of holding back, he also didn't intend to give Zhu Wujie any face.

His whole body shone with golden light, and with the burst of internal energy, he transformed his palm into a fist, directly blasting Zhu Wujie away more than ten meters away.

Zhu Wujie, who was sent flying by a punch, felt a tightness in his chest and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Fortunately, as the head of a hall, he still possessed considerable strength.

Even though it was painful, she held back, but now she was kneeling on the ground.

"Master! Catch!"

Just as Zhu Wujie was kneeling on the ground, trying to catch his breath, a disciple from the fourth hall threw Zhu Wujie's weapon, a meteor hammer, out from not far away.

Seeing his weapon being thrown at him, Zhu Wujie's eyes lit up.

He immediately leaped forward and caught the weapon. To Zhu Wujie, having a weapon and not having one were like two different people.

At this moment, Zhu Wujie, who was holding a meteor hammer, also revealed a hint of confidence on his face.

"Hmph, I didn't expect that you, a mere deputy hall master, would be so well hidden."

"He actually possesses such profound internal strength."

"This hall master suspects that you are a spy infiltrating the Demonic Sect."

"We'll capture you today and interrogate you thoroughly!"

Zhu Wujie looked at Lin Yan in front of him, snorted coldly, and then took the lead and rushed forward two steps.