Killing Kui Feng

After explaining everything and revealing that Zhao Han had been hidden, the many disciples finally understood.

But quite a few of Kui Feng's diehard followers turned pale.

They were the ones who had doggedly followed Kui Feng in his rebellion.

They knew that if Jiang Bu Si took power, they would face a fate worse than death.

But what could they use to resist now?

Kui Feng had already fled, and might soon come back with his head in his hands. How could a few nobodies like them possibly stir up trouble?

"You're the backbone of Kui Feng's faction, aren't you? You've spent years plotting against me with him. Hmph. You deserve to die!"

Jiang Bu Si wasn't blind. Though he had lain in his coffin for the past four years, afraid to show his face, he had secretly kept watch and listened in the whole time.

He knew every one of Kui Feng's trusted followers like the back of his hand.

"Master, we were forced into it! It's all that traitor Kui Feng's fault!"

"Please spare our lives, Master! We're willing to accept any punishment!"

The crowd immediately fell to their knees and begged for mercy, tears and snot running down their faces as they pinned all the blame on Kui Feng.

But Jiang Bu Si wouldn't give them the time of day. He turned into a cloud of black mist and swept toward them, enveloping the traitors in an instant.

"Ah..."

After a burst of screams, the black mist returned and reformed into Jiang Bu Si's Unyielding Bone.

The people it had swallowed, body and soul, had vanished from the mortal world forever.

Meanwhile, Zhao Han caught up with Kui Feng. Kui Feng put up a brief struggle before being subdued, Zhao Han's hand clamped around his