Blood Owl True Person's death plunged the entire Main Hall into silence once more.
The many Zheng Family Elders seemed to have turned to stone, standing rooted to the spot without moving, staring blankly at Li Chang'an.
None of them had expected it.
Li Chang'an was actually this bold—he even dared to kill the Blood Flame Sect's Young Sect Master.
"Th-this... what are we supposed to do now..."
Zheng Wenbin's face went pale as he murmured under his breath.
If Blood Owl True Person had not died, there would still have been room to discuss the matter. At worst, the entire clan would have become a vassal of the Blood Flame Sect.
But now.
Everything was too late.
Regret darkened Zheng Wenbin's heart. If he had known things would turn out like this, he definitely would not have gone to find Li Chang'an.
Perhaps Li Chang'an had a way to survive a Nascent Soul's wrath, but the entire Zheng Family would surely be buried along with Blood Owl True Person!
"Senior Li, how did it have to come to this!"
Zheng Wenbin let out a long sigh toward the heavens, feeling strength drain from his entire body as sorrow rose in his heart.
The other Zheng clansmen also came back to their senses.
They truly had been shaken by Li Chang'an's strength, but no matter how strong Li Chang'an was, there was no way he could withstand a Nascent Soul True Lord.
"Senior Li, why act like this? This matter had not yet reached the most extreme point."
"Now that Blood Owl is dead, how are we supposed to answer to the Blood Flame Sect's Nascent Soul Old Ancestor?"
"The Blood Flame Sect has two Nascent Souls..."
Every one of them had lost their bearings, terrified and uneasy, as though