In Confrontation

"Little Tian." Nie Rong and Nie Yuan looked at Duan Ling Tian at the same time, and the space between their brows contained dense worry.

"Grandpa Nie, Uncle Nie, don’t worry." Duan Ling Tian indicated for them to be at ease with his gaze.

But even then, Nie Rong and Nie Yuan still didn’t have the slightest confidence in their hearts.

They were utterly unable to wrap their heads around why Duan Ling Tian would be so brazen to actually trespass forcefully into the Flying Rainbow Sect.

It wasn’t that they’d never thought that perhaps Duan Ling Tian’s current strength was already sufficient to suppress all those old fellows of the Flying Rainbow Sect, so he dared act in this way.

But with a quick thought, it seemed to be a slightly wishful thought.

How old was Duan Ling Tian?

Even if his natural talent was any higher, would he who was far from being at the age of 30 be able to possess a cultivation at the seventh level of the Void Prying Stage or above?