Who gets to decide?

"Aba, aba, aba..."

The Hall Master's tongue was gone. With blood spurting from his mouth, he looked at the person in the sky and let out strange cries.

His face was filled with grievance and anger.

The general meaning was: My Lord, you must seek justice for me.

The elderly man with an immortal aura flicked a Medicinal Pill directly into the Hall Master's mouth.

In an instant, the Hall Master's injuries were healed.

Even his ripped-out tongue grew back.

This Medicinal Pill was of immense value.

Having recovered from his injuries, the Hall Master quickly scrambled to his feet.

"Zhou Ziming, today I will make you beg for life and crave for death!"

The Hall Master felt full of confidence as he looked at the old man.

He felt like he was capable again.

However, when he saw Zhou Ziming walk out of the main hall with an expressionless face and met his gaze, he quickly retreated.

The old man in the sky also descended, shielding the Hall Master.

Seeing this person, Zhou Ziming frowned.

"Who are you? How dare you question this Hall Master?"

The old man narrowed his eyes.

"I am the General Affairs Officer of the Walking Hall! Kneel before this venerable one!"

Zhou Ziming picked his ear.

"General Affairs? To put it bluntly, aren't you just the butler of my Walking Hall? You, a butler, dare to question this Hall Master? Who gave you the courage?"

The old man laughed loudly.

"Who gave me the courage? Hahaha, do you know who I am? I am an Elder of the Ning Family! With this status alone, if I tell you to kneel, you must kneel!"

"Furthermore, you actually dared to harm our people. You truly have a lot of nerve!"

Zhou Ziming chuckled.

"I thought you were here to teach me the rules. After all that, it turns out you're here to use your background to pressure people. And based on what you said, your Ning Family is quite impressive. Doesn't that mean the Hall Master of the Sacred Hall would have to show you some deference as well?"

The old man's brow furrowed.

He thought to himself that this was bad.

He was used to being arrogant and indeed didn't hold the Sacred Hall in high regard.

But today, seeing someone like Zhou Ziming who completely disregarded his Family, he had spoken like that in a fit of rage.

But so what?

He was just a mere Spirit Forging ant.

As long as he killed him.

Everything would be fine.

This was also the intention of the person above.

Thinking of this.

The old man immediately changed the subject.

"Zhou Ziming, you disrespect your superior and defy the Sacred Hall. As a Vice Hall Master, you actually beat the Hall Master into this state."

"Today, I shall... Huh?"

Zhou Ziming was too lazy to waste words with this fellow.

When someone comes with murderous intent, they will try to kill you no matter what you say.

Why waste your breath?

Isn't it just a Void Tempering Early Stage expert?

Zhou Ziming directly summoned the vajra bracelet.

The silver-white vajra bracelet instantly expanded.

Then, it smashed toward the old man at an exaggerated speed.

"How bold! A mere Spirit Forging dares to attack a Void Tempering!"

The old man was not panicked.

He didn't even bring out a Magic Treasure, reaching out directly to catch it.

And then... Bang~

The old man was directly smashed to pieces by the vajra bracelet.

The treasures within his dao palace exploded all over the ground.

When Zhou Ziming recalled the vajra bracelet, even he was stunned.

With the vajra bracelet still floating in his hand, he looked at the treasures scattered on the ground.

He asked somewhat uncertainly, "He's dead just like that?"

Sun Tianming and Sun Dahai were also in disbelief.

A Void Tempering Early Stage was instakilled?

This was somewhat surreal.

Then, they all looked at the Magical Artifact in Zhou Ziming's hand.

Zhou Ziming also gulped.

"This treasure is a bit more powerful than I expected! And this is just a knockoff!"

Zhou Ziming muttered to himself.

Everything happened a bit too fast and a bit too suddenly.

A Void Tempering expert died just like that!

Even the Directors watching the show from the shadows were dumbfounded.

The Sacred Lord's eyes widened even more.

"Wait, you killed him a bit too fast. I haven't even thought of how to spin this yet!"

The Sacred Lord felt helpless.

Then he hurried off to get busy.

He had to dig up all the evidence of this Void Tempering old man's crimes over the years.

To make his death well-deserved.

And now, the one most terrified was the Hall Master of the Walking Hall.

He originally thought that since a Void Tempering expert from the Ning Family had arrived, this guy was dead for sure.

But who knew the Ning Family's Void Tempering would be instakilled.

Zhou Ziming looked at the Hall Master and said with a smile.

"Alright, your reliance is gone. Now, break your own legs, rip out your tongue, and kneel here for me for seven double-hours!"

The Hall Master knelt and begged for mercy.

"Zhou Ziming—no, Master Zhou, I was wrong. I won't ever do it again. Besides, I was just following orders. I had no choice!"

"I'm just a minor supporting character. I just want to live. Master Zhou, please be magnanimous!"

Zhou Ziming chuckled.

"Wrong is wrong. And you had a chance. After that Void Tempering arrived, you showed that ugly face of yours again. Why should I keep a fickle villain like you? To keep you around to stab me in the back?"

The Hall Master grew furious.

"Zhou Ziming, do you think you'll survive? You killed someone from the Ning Family. The Ning Family won't let you go. I'll be waiting for you up ahead!"

After saying that, the Hall Master directly took out a dagger, wanting to commit suicide.

"Bang~"

A bolt of lightning fell, striking the Magical Artifact out of his hand.

Zhou Ziming said, "I said I'd have you kneel for seven double-hours. Within these seven double-hours, don't even think about dying. In fact, don't worry, I'll even protect you to ensure you can finish kneeling for the full seven double-hours!"

The Hall Master was in despair.

"You... you devil, you... woo woo woo..."

The Hall Master cried and broke down.

Zhou Ziming chuckled.

"It's not that you don't have a chance. Come, during these seven double-hours, you can contact that Ning Family all you want, or call for any helpers you think are powerful!"

Hearing this, hope flared up in the Hall Master's heart again.

But then.

Deep despair returned.

Because the Void Tempering experts of the Ning Family wouldn't dare to act before they figured out what that terrifying bracelet of Zhou Ziming's was.

After all, reaching Void Tempering wasn't easy.

No one wanted to die.

Especially dying at the hands of this Spirit Forging cultivator.

There were Geniuses from the Ning Family who wanted to go.

But they were all pierced through by Zhou Ziming's spear and stood upright outside the Walking Hall's square.

Zhou Ziming was simply telling everyone.

This is the consequence.

At the same time, Zhou Ziming made his attitude clear.

"In front of me, Zhou Ziming, don't bother talking about your Family background."

"I don't care."

"If you want to mess with me, you'd better think clearly about the price."

Just like that, the people of the Walking Hall watched as the Hall Master, who once covered the sky with one hand, knelt for seven double-hours and finally died slowly amidst hope and despair.

Among the other Directors in the Sacred Hall, some were angry, and some were bewildered.

Others found it exciting.

They were originally waiting to see Zhou Ziming's misfortune.

In the end, Zhou Ziming forced a path of blood.

He even made the Ning Family unable to hold their heads up this time.

And the people of the Walking Hall also knew who the boss of the Walking Hall would be from now on.

The Disciples who previously looked down on him or even had mocking looks in their eyes.

Now, they were all trembling.

In truth, this Zhou Ziming was too ruthless, and it was a lawless kind of ruthlessness.

On his first day in office, the Sacred Hall ordered Zhou Ziming to kill his own relatives. Now it seemed the Sacred Hall had apparently resolved Zhou Ziming's worries about the future?