Lord Jian observed coldly, finally unable to endure any longer, and brought up the name of "Gong Zheng."
In Lord Jian's eyes, Gong Zheng was a being with the most divine significance. Over the years, he had offered all his wisdom selflessly, and not a single disciple within the Divine Arrow Hall wished to replace Gong Zheng.
"Gong Zheng, huh? Heh... Haha..."
Upon hearing the name "Gong Zheng," Peng Hou burst into laughter as if he had heard a joke.
"What are you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing at your failure to see the truth... Lord Jian, oh Lord Jian... Your father was the previous Hall Master of the Divine Arrow Hall. Did he truly perish in the Time Realm? Then why have I seen his severed head in the Divine Country atop the Heavenly Dome?"
"You're spouting nonsense!"
"You call it nonsense? Then let's consider it nonsense."
At this moment, the Heavenly Dome was already roiling with thunderous chaos, thousands of intertwined lightning bolts forming a sea of thunder.
