The old man who was choked was Chen Zongxi, the head of the Snow Mountain Sect. He was possessed of the pure inner strength of the Snow Mountain Sect and was so powerful that he could even freeze the entire lake into ice with one strike of his palm.
Now he was in the hands of someone easily, unable to move, and the ice internal force on his body was also suppressed at this moment, unable to have any effect.
"Jie Sun Magical Skill!" Chen Zongxi's eyes were full of horror: "Isn't this skill lost a long time ago? Where did you learn it?"
Zhao Rui didn't explain too much, he just increased the strength on his hands.
"I say it again, bring out the secret book of the Snow Mountain Sect!"
The surrounding Xueshan Sect elders also reacted and looked at Zhao Rui with trembling eyes.
"My king? Who are you?"
Yuan Tiancheng, who was next to him, hurried forward.
"Seniors, masters, and disciples, I forgot to introduce you. This is King Zhao of Dashang. The reason for coming here this time is to borrow the unique secret book of our Snow Mountain Sect!"
Everyone present was completely shocked. They all stood there like stone statues. Who would have thought that the majestic King Zhao of Shang would travel thousands of miles to come to their Snow Mountain Sect and be interested in their Snow Mountain Sect’s martial arts secrets.
"No matter who he is!" Chen Zongxi gritted his teeth: "The secret book of the Snow Mountain Sect is a supreme skill passed down by our ancestors. How can it be easily shown to others?"
The anger in Zhao Rui's eyes was a little more intense. He had just saved the entire Snow Mountain Sect, but he didn't expect that these stubborn old men would treat him like this.
Just when he was about to strike harshly, Yeluming ran in panting.
"Why didn't you wait for me when you went up the mountain? After all, we came together!"
This embarrassed look makes people feel inexplicably funny for some reason.
"Huh? What's going on?" Yeluming was confused: "Your Highness, is this guy a traitor to the Snow Mountain Sect?"
Zhao Rui's eyes immediately became a little more playful.
"Yes, he is a traitor. I will clean up the Snow Mountain Sect today!"
All the elders of the Snow Mountain Sect present were frightened, and no one among them was Zhao Rui's opponent.
Moreover, they are the King of Zhao of the Great Shang Dynasty. Let alone labeling them as rebels of the Snow Mountain Sect, even if they are labeled as traitors to the imperial court, nothing will happen.
"Your Highness!" Chen Zongxi said anxiously: "It's not impossible for you to read the secret books of the Snow Mountain Sect. As long as you become a disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect, you can enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and read the secret books inside at will!"
Zhao Rui gritted his teeth. How could he casually join the Jianghu sect? Wouldn't that be a recognition of Jianghu's legal status?
Moreover, the Snow Mountain Sect will make a fuss about this in the future, and maybe even get the name of a state religion.
Just when he was about to have an attack, Yeluming suddenly sighed.
"I really didn't expect that the Snow Mountain Sect has so many rules. To enter the Sutra Pavilion, you have to join as a disciple!"
Everyone's eyes focused on him.
Seeing this, Yeluming also wanted to enter the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion.
"Who are you?" the old man next to him couldn't help but ask.
Yeluming knew etiquette, so he bowed respectfully and took out a letter from his body.
"I am a direct disciple of the Wuji Sword Sect. I am here today just to get back the things my master put here."
Many of the elders of the Snow Mountain Sect were stunned for a moment, and some even had a trace of panic on their faces.