The Eight Great Elders crowded around, their eyes full of helplessness.
"Sect Master, by doing this, you're directly placing our Heavenly Nether Sect in a dangerous position. Soon everyone will attack us," Gu Lingtong said with a cold face, clearly displeased.
"Indeed, we fear the trouble is coming our way," Elder Xuanlu also sighed repeatedly.
Originally, because of the Painting Saint Engraving Blade, the Heavenly Nether Sect was already the target of many arrows. Now, having forcefully rebuffed all sides, they would only grow more indignant, and it would be a matter of course for them to trip up the Heavenly Nether Sect.
"Hmph, since when has the Heavenly Nether Sect ever feared trouble?"
Li Lingtian snorted coldly, "If we feared trouble, how could the Heavenly Nether Sect have lasted for thousands of years?"
"There's no need to say more about this. Lin Mo is my disciple, and I will naturally protect him."
The eight elders dared not raise the matter again.
