Several thousand people had come to surround barely a dozen of them. It was like using a butcher's cleaver to kill a chicken.
Having long lain in ambush here, they had completely encircled them with a simple closing of ranks.
Old Ancestor Ying Yue immediately rushed out from the Xuan Yin Sect crowd.
Her gaze seemed to possess the power to pierce through everything, passing straight through the crowd and landing on Liu Jialin, who was supporting Chu Huan.
"Lin'er, you ungrateful little wretch! The Corpse Demon Pill I developed was meant for the sect's life-and-death survival. How could you use it against your own people?"
The girl supporting Chu Huan immediately shuddered from head to toe.
Perhaps sensing the bond of blood, a momentary struggle appeared in her eyes before it was replaced by overwhelming hatred.
"Grandmother, you clearly knew that Chu Huan and I truly loved each other. Why did you insist on tearing us apart? Why did you have to kill him?" Liu Jialin screamed.
The question nearly made Old Ancestor Ying Yue faint.
This was her own granddaughter!
Yet for the sake of a man—such a promiscuous man, at that—she wanted to become her enemy?
Overcome by fury, Old Ancestor Ying Yue suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Why? You still have the nerve to ask me why?"
Her eyes turned blood-red as she shrieked, "Though you never cultivated our Xuan Yin Sect's main technique, when did Grandmother ever stop you from finding a man?"
"But look carefully at what kind of thing you found!"
"Answer me yourself—how many women does he have?"
"Seven thousand! A full seven thousand women!"
"A scumbag whose womanizing is so terrifying it goes beyond mere promiscuity—how could he possibly be a good match for you?"
"And look at what