Seven days had already passed, which was why Li Tinglan ordered everyone to begin burning Li Shenjian alive. After all, he was the mastermind behind the order to eliminate the entire clan of the Strange Immortals. Unless he was killed, the people's resentment could not be appeased—and Li Shenjian truly deserved to die.
After I led Han Xuan out of the house, Li Zhier had already come before me. She was naturally quite shocked to see the white-haired demon child, whose cultivation was now no different from that of an ordinary immortal.
I did not hide anything from her and told Li Zhier about his situation. Throughout the process, Han Xuan acted like a child, hiding behind me while occasionally sneaking glances at Li Zhier and the immortals nearby who were also watching him.
Li Tinglan stood on the sacrificial altar by the lake, while the Strange Immortals filled the lakeshore. At a time like this, as the clan leader, she naturally had to deliver an important speech to stabilize the tribe, explaining the whole course of events and the situation regarding Li Shenjian during this period.
At the end, she pronounced over a hundred unforgivable crimes committed by Li Shenjian. Then, as clan leader, she lit the first fire inside the huge cage imprisoning him.
"Li Shenjian deserves ten thousand deaths!" Li Tinglan shouted. The entire lakeshore immediately roared along like mountains collapsing and seas surging. Cries declaring that he deserved ten thousand deaths rose and fell, and the scene nearly spun out of control. Of course, many elderly people, children, women, and men were also sobbing softly, most of them having lost their husbands or family members because of Li Shenjian's orders.
Everyone carried over a bundle of firewood, and the pile quickly grew higher. Trapped inside the