While Ghost Owl was suffering every humiliation, Ghost Ash and Ghost Chen inside the Myriad Sects War Hall watched the scene with faces as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Is this how you teach your disciples? And which sect does that green-haired one belong to, to actually use such underhanded tricks?" Ghost Ash's face was covered in frost as he looked toward the Li Heavenly Emperor Sect and the other sects.
In that instant, the pressure brought by his formidable strength bore down upon Li Dixiao and the others, tightening everyone's lips.
Faced with his questioning, they exchanged glances, feeling equally helpless.
Li Xuanyin had grievances he could not voice. He could only say cautiously, "To be honest, their sect lacked enough junior members to make up five people, so they found him from who knows where to fill the numbers. We know nothing of his background either."
"Fill the numbers?" Ghost Ash said "good" several times in succession, then sneered. "You really did pick up a treasure. Since you know nothing of his background, then everything he does, as well as everything your people do, will all be counted against you. Saves us the trouble."
Li Dixiao, Wan Cangyuan, and the people from the several major sects all felt like crying without tears upon hearing this.
Ghost Ash's meaning was simple: the Li Heavenly Emperor Sect and the others would bear their wrath. Having been dragged into this mess, they would naturally vent their anger on Ji Xuanjian, the "green-haired youth."
Whether they would truly do so or not, the very notion was unreasonable. It was nothing but using power to crush others.
Without knowing Ji Xuanjian's true identity, they clearly had not placed her in their eyes.
Faced with the joint pressure of the Ten Wings