The moment Chu Sheng's words fell, the entire scene sank into dead silence.
After a pause, his gaze fell upon the several Creation Realm elders kneeling on the ground.
"The Qing Yan Clan is powerful, but that is no excuse for you to aid a tyrant in doing evil. Since you dared lay hands on me, you must bear the consequences."
The leading old man at the peak of the Creation Realm felt his heart sink. He knew this time, there was no escape from death.
Slowly, he raised his head. The fear faded from his clouded eyes as he cupped his hands toward Chu Sheng in salute.
"We know our sins are grave, and we are willing to accept punishment!"
"We only ask Young Master Chu to show mercy and not vent his anger on the rest of the Zixia Sacred Land. Today, we shall take our own lives to atone for our sins!"
As soon as he finished speaking, spiritual light gathered in his palm, and he raised it to strike the crown of his own head.
"Stop!" Chu Sheng suddenly shouted.
The old man froze mid-motion and looked up at Chu Sheng, his face full of unease.
"You certainly have beautiful dreams. Since your sins are so grave, you should obediently accept my personal punishment. Even after death, you will serve my use."
As Chu Sheng's words fell, the faces of the several elders instantly turned deathly pale.
They recalled the scene from earlier, when Yuan Hua died and his soul was extracted by Chu Sheng.
Clearly, Chu Sheng also intended to seize their souls and make them puppets under his control for all eternity.
"Chu Sheng! What a vicious heart you have!"
The old man's voice was filled with despair.
"We are willing to die to