Hearing Xuan Yuan Jingxiu's words, the man's expression turned unsightly at once, and then grew gloomy very quickly. He took a deep breath, glared coldly at Xuan Yuan Jingxiu and Zhang Rui, and said in a chilly voice, "Are you determined to drive my Ten Thousand Demons Sect to a dead end?"
"That's right! Your Ten Thousand Demons Sect has already brought this fate upon itself. If we don't uproot your Ten Thousand Demons Sect entirely, how can we deter the other secret realm immortal gates?"
Xuan Yuan Jingxiu said coldly without the slightest hesitation.
"Good, very good!"
Instead of getting angry, the man let out a reverse laugh. Then, his face suddenly turned cold, and a fierce look appeared in his eyes as he said, "Since that's the case, this seat will silence all of you here today!"
"When the time comes, who will know it was done by this seat? As long as you all die, no one will be able to trace this back to my Ten Thousand Demons Sect!"
After saying that, he grinned hideously again, looked at Xuan Yuan Jingxiu, and said, "If this seat remembers correctly, your cultivation is merely at the mere early Soul Departure Stage, right?"
"As for you..."
He looked at Zhang Rui, his expression permeated with a thick trace of disdain. "You're nothing more than a tiny Golden Core cultivator. In front of this seat, a single slap can directly smash the two of you, along with everyone else in this room, straight to death!"
While speaking, his gaze swept toward the others inside the living room, and a series of cold sneers played across his face.
Hearing this, Xuan Yuan Jingxiu and Zhang Rui immediately felt a surge of shock and anger.
"Arrogant!"
"Audacious!"
The two of them shouted