Upon hearing this, Zhu Junfeng instantly understood. His sect's elder was planning to stir up a storm to neutralize Zhong Ming's strongest ability.
Influencing the weather like this wasn't a direct attack. And if the elder refused to admit it, insisting it was just a natural storm, no one could say a thing.
"Phew…"
The ordinary disciples of the Void Moon Sect all breathed a sigh of relief. They now knew that Zhong Ming's power wasn't entirely his own but relied on an external force—a force their sect could counter.
Then, an idea struck one of the younger disciples. His eyes lit up as he said, "Senior Brother Zhu, since we can summon a storm, why wait three days? You can challenge Zhong Ming tomorrow and restore our sect's reputation."
"After Senior Brother Lin Kong was defeated, the outside world's opinion of our Void Moon Sect has grown increasingly harsh..."
