Provocation

Ku Ming's veins in his forehead could already be seen. His two hands were balled into a fist, clenching it tightly to the point of the bones in his hands made a cracking sound. He really believed that the high elders of the Revenant Heavenly Sect were making things difficult for him. Although he could not stand being with these old foxes, how could he retaliate at all? His strength was insignificant here and unless the First Ming Ancestor himself showed, these old men were probably would not give him any face at all. In fact, maybe these people were not afraid of their Ancient Ming Clan at all! Just judging by their current disposition towards him, Ku Ming, he could deduce that this people were not putting him in their eyes.

After all, compared the Revenant Heavenly Sect to Ancient Ming Clan, the former held greater power as they have two alive Immortal Emperors while the latter only had the First Ming Ancestor as their Immortal Emperor.