After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

Even though this former Nascent Soul cultivator is now only a remnant soul, the power of his divine consciousness is far beyond what the Foundation Establishment and Golden Core cultivators present can imagine.

His overwhelming divine sense swept across the entire council hall silently, like invisible water.

He even easily saw through the internal space of the seemingly ordinary storage ring on Yan Beishan's fingertip!

A moment later, Li Cheng's voice rang out with a cold sarcasm:

"Ha, what a traitor! He's already been bought off by the Heavenly Star Alliance!"

His storage ring contained the jade slips used for secret communication, the pills and magical artifacts he had received—all the stolen goods were there, the evidence was irrefutable!

"Ha, you think you can trade your future wife for your own wealth and status? How dare you!"

All the shady dealings were exposed and completely controlled by this old monster who had once reached the Divine Realm.

After listening, Lin Fengmian's lips slowly curved into a faint smile.

Sure enough, he knew that old guy Li Cheng couldn't sit still!

Now, the problem is easily solved!

Yan Beishan was still going on and on, listing Lin Fengmian's "crimes," spittle flying from his mouth, getting more and more excited as he spoke:

"Lord of the Fortress! I dare to speak frankly, if you insist on betrothing Qingyao to this boy, you are handing over the century-old foundation of the Yan Family Fortress! As the Third Elder of the Yan Family, I will absolutely not allow this to happen—"

"The Third Elder keeps claiming to be protecting the Yan family's reputation, but little does he know—"

A calm and unhurried voice suddenly rang out, interrupting his impassioned speech.

Lin Fengmian slowly stood up, his gaze calmly fixed on Yan Beishan, a playful smile playing on his lips:

"When you secretly accepted the pills and magical treasures from the Heavenly Star Alliance, did you ever consider the Yan family's situation?"

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent!

Everyone was stunned and turned to look at Lin Fengmian.

Yan Beishan's expression froze instantly, as if struck by lightning. His pupils contracted sharply, then he erupted in fury, shouting:

"You! What nonsense are you spouting, you brat! How dare you slander this old man like a mere child!"

Although his voice was loud, the slight tremor at the end betrayed the panic in his heart.

Lin Fengmian chuckled and stepped forward slowly: "Whether it's slander or not, we'll know once we test it."

Before the words were finished—

His figure moved swiftly, like a ghost!

Everyone only saw a blur before their eyes, and the figure in green had already disappeared from the spot!

next moment--

Lin Fengmian has appeared beside Yan Beishan!

One hand firmly gripped Yan Beishan's wrist, which was adorned with a storage ring!

Yan Beishan's expression changed drastically, and his spiritual power erupted as he tried to break free: "You little beast! How dare you—"

Upon seeing this, Yan Beishan's eyes flashed with a cold light. If the other party had come to their death of their own accord, then they couldn't blame him!

He was a body cultivator at the Golden Core stage, and his external martial arts skills were rarely matched by anyone below the Nascent Soul stage. Given the chance to get close, he was confident he could cripple his opponent with a single punch!

Thinking of this, he snorted coldly to himself.

You brat! You've come here to die, so don't blame me!

He stopped struggling and instead used the force of Lin Fengmian holding his wrist to lunge forward!

His whole body blazed with golden light, his right arm muscles bulged like iron, and a punch, carrying the force of wind and thunder, slammed fiercely towards Lin Fengmian's face, who was right next to him!

"You brat, prepare to die!"

This punch used up all the power he had ever used in his life!

A full-force attack from a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator is enough to turn a peak second-tier demonic beast into mincemeat!

"Uncle Beishan! No—!"

Yan Qingyao gasped in surprise, her face paling, and she instinctively tried to rush forward.

Yan Nantian's expression also changed drastically; he hadn't expected Yan Beishan to go straight for the kill!

He tried to stop it, but the punch was too fast, so fast that no one had time to react!

That fist, as big as a clay pot, carrying a strong wind, was already less than three inches from Lin Fengmian's face!

The entire audience held their breath for a moment!

Everyone's hearts were in their throats. The elders stared wide-eyed, some even closing their eyes in despair.

“Pah!”

A solid, muffled thud suddenly exploded in the deathly silent council chamber!

Everyone looked over, and then their mouths dropped open as if they had seen a ghost.

Lin Fengmian didn't dodge or evade; he simply raised his palm and effortlessly blocked the punch that was powerful enough to shatter stone!

His five fingers firmly gripped Yan Beishan's fist, which was as big as a casserole dish, and it didn't budge an inch!

even--

He didn't even take a single step back!

You could hear a pin drop in the entire room.

Yan Beishan felt as if his punch had struck a towering mountain.

A tremendous, despair-inducing force of recoil surged back up his arm!

His entire right arm was numb, and the bones were cracking!

He broke out in a cold sweat, his heart churning with turmoil!

He knew his own body cultivation better than anyone else; even a cultivator in the early Golden Core stage would have his tendons and bones broken if he took this punch!

But this young man in front of me... he actually... he caught it with just one hand?!

The opponent was clearly also a body cultivator, and his physique was far stronger than his own!

Yan Beishan's face turned ashen. He abruptly flung his hand away, took two steps back, then pointed at Lin Fengmian and roared at Yan Nantian and the elders standing to the side:

"Lord of the Fortress! Look at this! Is this the Daoist partner that girl Qingyao found?! She hasn't even entered the Yan family yet, and she dares to attack the elders of the clan! If she were to enter the Yan family, what would become of her?!"

He spoke with righteous indignation, as if he himself were the victim.

The Yan family members present nodded in agreement, their gazes toward Lin Fengmian tinged with displeasure.

Regardless of the circumstances, it was indeed quite reckless to lay a hand on an elder.

Yan Nantian's expression also turned somewhat ugly upon hearing this; Lin Fengmian had indeed acted impulsively in this matter.

Although he knew his son-in-law was angry, it was still inappropriate to take action in front of so many clan elders.

He was about to speak up to smooth things over—

Lin Fengmian calmly opened his palm, revealing an ancient-looking storage ring lying quietly in it. He waved it at the crowd and then said indifferently:

"Whether I'm dealing with an elder of the Yan family or a spy from the Star Alliance that day is still uncertain."

As soon as he finished speaking, he casually tossed the storage ring to the ground.

"Splash—"

Several bottles of pills rolled out, each bottle bearing a ferocious star pattern—the unique symbol of the Heavenly Star Alliance!

Immediately afterwards, several specially made jade tubes, gleaming with spiritual light, fell to the ground. Their runes were exquisite, and they emitted a faint blue glow.

It's clearly not something from the Yan family!

Those present were all cultivators from the Yan family, so they naturally recognized it at a glance—it was a Yin-Yang communication talisman used exclusively within the Heavenly Star Alliance!

The entire council chamber was deathly silent.

Everyone's face was filled with disbelief!