"Take your people and get lost."
"This place belongs to me. Who gave you the nerve to lay hands on it?"
A majestic voice continuously echoed from above.
Su Xin and the many powerful cultivators he had brought were sprawled across the ground, covered in blood and unable to move.
"Cough, cough. This is a place Elder Ye specifically requested. At the sect-entry ceremony, I publicly announced it, and Elder Wang was present as well."
"What does Senior intend to do now? Go back on your word?"
Enduring the agonizing pain emanating from his Primordial Spirit, Su Xin gritted his teeth and said.
"Go back on my word? I never agreed in the first place. What is there for me to go back on?"
"Ye Lin can do whatever he likes, but this place belongs to me. It is not something he can touch."
"For Ye Lin's sake, I'll spare your worthless lives. Get lost."
The voice rang out again. The others all looked up at Su Xin, while Su Xin remained motionless, his eyes fixed firmly on the towering figure above.
"I have already notified Elder Ye. Elder Ye is on his way here now."
"Once Elder Ye arrives, he will decide everything."
Su Xin spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm and spoke in a low voice.
So what if he was a Daluo Golden Immortal?
I'm not afraid.
"You refuse the toast only to drink the punishment. Then I shall discipline you properly on Ye Lin's behalf."
An enraged voice descended from the heavens.
A mere junior dared defy him?
Truly, he did not know the difference between life and death.
The next moment, a massive golden hand came crashing down upon Su Xin.
At the sight of that palm seal, despair appeared on Su Xin's face,