Si Hong Duo struggled to keep himself calm. He couldn't kill anyone else!
However, the Si Hong Clan was one of the Chongming Sect's three great Aristocratic Clans. The law of the jungle had long since taken root in everyone's hearts. Murder and arson were commonplace, taken for granted even by children who had only just learned to remember things.
If he didn't act now, his father, Si Hongzhen, would do it for him!
No!
He had to keep stalling!
The Si Hong Clan had sealed off the space in this area, so the Sound Transmission Talisman couldn't contact the outside world.
But if enough time passed, Du'e Abyss would surely notice something was wrong.
At that thought, Si Hong Duo immediately broke into a savage grin and said, "Father, I've suffered greatly during these years in Du'e Abyss. Every one of these people before me has a blood feud with me! Killing them just like that would be far too good for these dogs of the hypocritical Dao."
"I want to enjoy myself. Slowly, bit by bit, I'll use every one of the Sacred Sect's techniques on them."
Keeping watch, Si Hong Duo willed a blade into being with his magic power, then strode forward.
When Ge Chongti saw Si Hong Duo approaching, he furrowed his brow. But he quickly understood what Si Hong Duo meant, so he closed his eyes and deliberately snorted, saying nothing.
The other righteous cultivators, however, didn't think that far.
Seeing that Si Hong Duo meant to torture Ge Chongti, and already prejudiced against Demonic Cultivators, they all cried out angrily, "So it really was you, Si Hong Duo!"
"What a masterful trick! Truly masterful! Who'd have thought that deep down you were still a brutal, merciless Demonic Cultivator, yet you disguised yourself so