Upon seeing Zhan Wuya, these people seemed to have found their backbone.
Noticing that only 18 of the 22 elders were present, the warriors started discussing.
"Where did the other elders go?"
"Could it be that they have already met with misfortune?"
Hearing the discussion below the stage, Fourth Elder Zhan Ding walked to the front under Ye Qingchen's threatening gaze and said with a pained expression, "Today, the true colors of the great fiendish cultivator Ye Qingchen have been exposed. When our First Elder, Second Elder, Third Elder, and youngest Elder Zhan Hai went to the back mountain's confinement room to kill Ye Qingchen, they were actually killed by Ye Qingchen instead…"
As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar.
"What? The great fiendish cultivator actually killed four elders!"
"He really deserves to die!"
