The Heavenly Emperor of the Pavilion Shaft Heaven

A hint of hostility could be heard in the person's voice.

Duan Ling Tian, who could not ignore the voice that disturbed his cultivation, left his wooden house. When he walked out of the door, he discovered a crowd had already gathered in front of his wooden house. All of them were staring at a tall and burly young man who was dressed in a long blue robe with golden trimmings.

The young man had a jade-like complexion and thick bushy eyebrows. His expression was solemn as he asked, "You're Duan Ling Tian? The only true disciple of Heavenly Emperor Feng Qing Yang of the Solitary Destructive Heaven?"

Duan Ling Tian glanced at the young man. He did not reply to the question. Instead, he asked in return, "What brings you here?"

Duan Ling Tian was rather puzzled; he did not know why the young man was hostile when they did not know each other. Since he had never met the young man before, he could not have offended that young man.