Mastering Proficiency, Becoming the Mortal World's Sword Immortal, Section 635

Things had gotten troublesome. The Glazed Palace Master had been released just like that. What excuse could they use now?

Their alliance seemed ready to fall apart.

Would they listen to a puppet Sect Master, or to the Palace Master?

But now the deed was done. There wasn't much point in saying anything about it.

They could only keep going down this road to the bitter end.

As for the rest, they would deal with it later.

The two Eighth Realm powerhouses' faces darkened. They had wanted the puppet Sect Master to step forward and shout, to bolster their momentum. But not only had that failed to strengthen their position, it had cheered on the opposition instead.

Their enemy had released a Seventh Realm powerhouse right in front of them.

It was as if he didn't fear them at all.

And he had shut off their excuse, too.

The puppet Sect Master was still too young, no match at all for the old fox before him. But it didn't matter if he went instead. Their purpose in coming was already plain as day; there was no need to hide it.

"Black Stone Cult Master, you set a trap and slaughtered the Qin Family, earning the contempt of all under Heaven. Today, you'll pay the full price for it."

"You were able to wipe out the Qin Family today, and the Glazed Palace has already suffered a great calamity. Tomorrow, you might swallow up even more factions. We absolutely cannot let you continue to run rampant."

"No matter who stands behind you, you'll give us an explanation today."

A super-strong expert spoke, his voice roaring like rolling thunder.

He didn't mention what had happened before at all.

After being released, the Glazed Palace Master had fallen silent. She offered no opinion.