"Whoever dared defy us would be killed, that was all!"
"Whoever dared defy..."
Qin Shaofeng's voice was not loud, yet his words kept echoing through everyone's hearts.
From beginning to end,
he had not displayed any might, nor had he raised his voice even slightly. Yet this simple act of driving people away, this quiet threat, left everyone too afraid to even breathe loudly.
"Sect Master, have them all come over."
Only after confirming that the Training Ground had fallen silent did Qin Shaofeng nod to Ximen Li.
Ximen Li crushed a Communication Talisman.
Moments later, a force of more than a thousand people emerged from the Chasing Stars Sect's back mountain.
When the two thousand-plus people present saw them clearly, every one of them gaped.
"They're actually the sect's Seed disciples?"
"What are Seed disciples?"
"Huh? Isn't that Zhang Erlang? Didn't he die of smallpox seventeen years ago?"
"And that one, what was his name again? He used to share a dormitory with me."
"So they were the people the sect had truly been pouring all its resources into?"
"No wonder the Vice Sect Master drove people away. If we're to stand on the same front as these people, then those harboring thoughts of betraying the sect truly cannot be allowed to remain!"
"The sect is really putting its life on the line. They even summoned them out."
Amid wave after wave of startled cries, the Seed disciples arrived at the Training Ground.
Although there were many of them, they were clearly well-organized.
Without Qin Shaofeng needing to instruct them, they arranged themselves into two columns.
Eight hundred people stood together.
At the front stood Scorpion Old Ancestor and the others, while the other side consisted of Seed disciples with considerable cultivation. Yet at their forefront stood only a