The leader of the ten Martial Artists saluted the middle-aged man before him, but there was not the slightest respect in his expression or tone. "Greetings, Eastern Radiance Cult Master."
The middle-aged man coughed but gave no reply, secretly adjusting his condition.
His name was Li Chengxu. He was the Cult Master of the Eastern Radiance Cult in the Jialan Kingdom. The Eastern Radiance Cult had a history spanning a thousand years and had once flourished, with tens of millions of followers.
But after suffering several devastating blows, the Eastern Radiance Cult was now far from what it had once been and was often suppressed by other emerging cults.
Just a year ago, the Eastern Radiance Cult had still been the largest cult in the Jialan Kingdom. Yet now, its Cult Master had suddenly vanished after being seriously wounded, internal divisions had arisen within the cult, and other emerging cults had descended upon it in force. It was already on the verge of collapse.
It had not been easy to hold on for a year. Now Li Chengxu had been found by the separatists within the cult. The outcome was obvious.
Looking at the horrific state of the village, where few people remained alive, Li Chengxu was filled with unforgivable fury. "Your target is me. Why slaughter innocent people?"
"The Eastern Radiance Cult needs reform. Casualties are unavoidable." The leading Martial Artist spoke as if it were only natural. "People live in this world to shed blood for greater glory. Killing these people to find you was well worth it."
Hearing such twisted logic, Li Chengxu spat out another mouthful of blood. He raised his sword and pointed it at the ten people ahead. "If you want to fight, then fight somewhere else. I won't run."
The ten had no