Such strong and confident words caused Duan Yunhe's heart to shake, and he stood there for a long time without moving in a daze.
Things had gotten to such a state, would the Immortal Sect just let it go? But if it really did not stop there, these people and ...
He sighed in his heart, secretly shook his head, looked at his Senior Brother's body for a glance, bent to help it up, and only then walked towards those disciples who were wailing on the ground not far away.
When his gaze fell on his Senior Brother's disciple named Zhou Chengxiong, his entire complexion went cold. If he hadn't caused this, how could this matter have developed to such an unmanageable point? This person truly deserved to die!
