Luo Long told everyone to leave the room and stay out.
There was a hint of worry, anxiety and unease on his face.
Luo Qi was not behaving like himself right now. He seemed like a different person and felt like a complete stranger to Luo Long. He had no idea how powerful Luo Qi was at this moment. They were doomed if Jiang Ning couldn't beat him.
That would mean the end of Jiang Ning, Tianlian Sect and everyone else.
Time crawled. Every minute spent outside was torture.
Standing in the ancestral hall was an altar that was lined with numerous tablets that belonged to generations of ancestors from Tianlian Sect, including the past generations of sect leaders and elders. Their seniority and rank dictated where their tablet was placed.
These were the founders and builders of Tianlian Sect and men who had done great things for the sect.
Anyone who came after them should accord them the proper respect and awe that they deserved.
Luo Qi walked right up to the altar and allowed his eyes to sweep past the tablets.
"You must feel anxious for the sect and the mediocrity it has languished in for so long." He barked out a laugh. A flicker of scorn flashed across his eyes as he remained standing. "There's no point in fretting though. You're all dead. There's nothing you can do. I'm the only one you can count on now."
He reached out and let his fingers slide across one tablet. "You gave everything of yourself when you created Tianlian Sect and ended up sacrificing yourself so that the sect could secure its position in the mountain. But the sect wasn't powerful enough then. It was still too weak."
Luo Qi shook his head as he lost himself in the past.
Tianlian Sect had struggled to get to where it was today. He had witnessed its labors since he had been a child. When he had been made the chief, he had sworn that he would transform Tianlian Sect into the most powerful sect in the mountain.
He would resort to anything to fulfill his promise.
His ambition became the only thought in his mind. He seemed slightly crazed as his eyes gradually became colored with greed and lust. His current ambition no longer seemed enough.
Luo Qi wanted more.
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With a sudden flip of his hand, he knocked the tablet over and laughed. "I'm the one who's going to make a difference. This place is going to be mine too."
Without any mercy, he swept his arm across the altar and shoved the founder's altar aside. The spot in the middle of the altar was now vacant.
He might not be dead yet, but he was confident that when he died, his tablet would occupy the vacant spot.
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But they were not. Alone in the ancestral hall, Luo Qi was convinced that he had everything in the palm of his hand. He alone would control Tiantian Sect and everything in the mountain!
He was going to become the most powerful man in the mountain and the one who ruled over everyone.
"What a wonderful feeling this is,"
Luo Qi burst out into mad laughter, stretching his arms out and lifting his face skyward as he laughed. "This feels incredible!"
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A sudden wind rushed towards him.
Luo Qi's faced darkened.
"Who is it?" He roared thunderously as he whirled around, raised his fist and sent it flying towards his attacker without a single look.
BAM!
A deafening thunder erupted from the forceful collision of two fists.
Both men were shoved aside.
Luo Qi looked up.
"It's you!" He did not expect to see Jiang Ning here. In fact, he didn't expect Jiang Ning to have the guts to assassinate him. "I'm going to kill you."
A streak of black mist flashed across Luo Qi's eyes. He went berserk instantly and charged at Jiang Ning with his fists waving angrily in the air.
"He's really fast!" Jiang Ning's pupils contracted. He watched Luo Qi charge towards him and concluded that he had never seen anyone move that quickly.