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She truly refused to submit. She was Feng Yao, so why was no one willing to believe her? What right did they have to suppress her?
She was a disciple of Thundercrest Sword Sect, so why was her own sect suppressing her? What right did they have?
Every move and stance of hers had been comprehended through the slaughter she had fought her way through. She was no spy. What right did they have to suppress her?
Even when I was the one in the wrong, she dared to ask me without hesitation what right I had—let alone these beings who wanted to suppress her!
So after meeting my eyes for only one breath, her gaze ultimately turned toward Frost Pavilion Divine Lord, who was gathering power to suppress her. "Divine Lord, are you really going to suppress Feng Yao?!"
Frost Pavilion's expression turned so ugly it looked capable of oozing black water. This girl—did she have even the slightest respect?
No. In front of her, even her elders probably had to distinguish right from wrong first.
"Courting death. Limitless Heavenly Slaughter—suppress!" Frost Pavilion showed no mercy. With a wave of his sword-pointing fingers, he controlled the suspended sword in the sky and sent it plunging down!
"Feng Yao!" Only Qian Qing cried out, while Lord Jun Ling turned his face away. Once that sword came down, it looked as though it would pierce a hole straight through the earth!
Feng Yao knew that even if she resisted, she would not have time to chant a sword song. After all, she had already endured the sword songs of three Divine Lords and was at the end of her strength. And the one suppressing her now was the founder of her own lineage!
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