"Ha ha ha..."
A burst of crazed laughter carried far into the distance.
Listening to those people's rebuttals,
as they arrived, quite a few busybodies had also gathered one after another, all chattering and arguing.
Baili Yue, who had remained by Luo Yan's side all along, nearly bit her silver teeth to pieces.
Altered memories?
What sort of existence could alter memories and still deceive one Eternal and three Sages?
Not to mention that when Qi Sanbai had mobilized his troops, Eternal Burial Heaven had witnessed it with his own eyes.
Sophistry—every word of it was sophistry.
For the sake of authenticity, she had already restrained her emotions.
Yet upon hearing these people's sophistry, her fury was truly ignited completely.
But ever since she had entered the martial world, she had lived among Rogue Cultivators.
Rogue Cultivators had no need to reason—whoever had the bigger fist had the reason.
The less she knew how to refute them, the more her anger blazed. Yet she could not say anything, nearly making her explode with rage.
She turned back to look at Luo Yan, who was throwing his head back in wild laughter.
The more she looked at Luo Yan's crazed expression, the less she understood.
He could not just keep laughing madly like this.
No matter what they intended to do next, they had to give some explanation, didn't they?
Luo Yan's fury soared to the heavens, as though he had not noticed her gaze at all.
After laughing wildly for quite some time,
his gaze shifted toward Heavenly Mandate Elder, who had followed them here but had never expressed any stance.
"Senior Brother, it seems these people won't say anything without seeing blood. Kill them—kill half first." Luo Yan's voice was like a roar.
At that moment, he was utterly