The eight great elders looked at one another, their eyes filled with terror and hesitation.
Fight?
Chen Shan still had eight Sword Talismans in his hand—one for each of them.
If they kept fighting, they would all die.
If they did not fight?
Their sect master was already dead. If they retreated just like this, the Clear Mist Sect would be finished from this day onward.
"Everyone, do you still wish to continue?"
Chen Changming asked blandly. The eight Sword Talismans in his hand glimmered faintly.
His gaze swept across the crowd, calm as still water, yet enough to make them shudder.
The plaza fell deathly silent.
Seeing fear arise in the hearts of those Fusion Realm elders, Chen Changming knew that taking out all eight Sword Talismans at once had achieved the deterrent effect he wanted.
He coughed, then said slowly, "I originally had no intention of becoming enemies with the Clear Mist Sect. But you repeatedly tried to harm me. I was left with no choice but to defend myself..."
Seeing Chen Changming's tone soften, Jade Mist True Person and the others felt as though the weight on their bodies had lightened somewhat.
"Chen Shan, what exactly do you want?"
Jade Mist True Person asked, gathering her courage.
Chen Changming gave a derisive smile at such a foolish question. "Senior, Saintess Qingyi summoned me here. What do you think I came for?"
Jade Mist True Person's expression froze, and she was instantly left speechless.
That was right. It had been Jade Sword True Person who forced her beloved disciple, Saintess Qingyi, to contact Chen Shan herself, claiming there was something to discuss.
Only then had Chen Shan come to the Clear Mist Sect.
"Senior, where is Saintess Qingyi now? Have you imprisoned her?"
Chen Changming suddenly asked.
"She...