This was definitely an undying old monster disguised as a young man!
"Y-you... who exactly are you?!"
Song Yuanqiao sat slumped amid the ruins, his voice warped into a shrill pitch.
Chen Changqing took a step, leaving an afterimage in the void as he appeared directly above Song Yuanqiao in an instant.
"Chen Changqing of Shushan."
Those words struck Song Yuanqiao's ears like thunder from the highest heavens crashing down on the crown of his skull.
Chen Changqing of Shushan!
Shushan's newly appointed young Sect Leader, who had shot to fame in the battle at the Heavenly Void Secret Realm, climbing over the bones of countless prodigies to ascend his divine throne!
Why was he here?
Why had he personally stormed the Righteous Sun Gate for a lowly survivor of the Ye Household?!
Song Yuanqiao's face turned ashen, and the last shred of hope in his heart shattered completely.
He knew perfectly well that across the entire Jiuzhou Continent, never mind their Righteous Sun Gate-even if an Inner Sect Dao scion of the True Martial Immortal Sect died at Chen Changqing's hands, its higher-ups would never dare rashly declare war.
This God of Slaughter was simply not someone they could afford to provoke!
"Young Sect Leader, spare my life!"
Song Yuanqiao broke down completely. Ignoring his severe internal injuries, he knelt amid the rubble and desperately kowtowed.
His forehead struck the stone slabs with dull thuds, and blood soon stained the ground red.
"We of the Righteous Sun Gate had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai, offending your heavenly might, young Sect Leader!"
"I alone ordered the massacre of the Ye Household back then! The ordinary disciples had nothing to do with it!"
"If you show mercy and spare the Righteous Sun Gate's legacy, I, Song Yuanqiao, will willingly