After Elder Black Wind swallowed him, he returned to his previous neat state in black robes. With a sigh, he swept his gaze over the remaining six, half warning, half greed, and said, "Our Holy Sect painstakingly raised you, not to make you spies for the Immortal Dao!"
"This is the consequence." He withdrew that glint of greed, lest he lose control and refine these disciples as well.
If none of these vanguard disciples returned, there would be grounds for it, but with the Five Elders watching this side, he could not go too far.
He shook his head somewhat disappointedly.
"Elder speaks rightly. This disciple shall heed Elder's instruction."
When the remaining six first sensed that flicker of a gaze, their whole bodies turned cold. Once they saw his gaze shift away, they gradually breathed a little easier. Fortunately, he had not continued.
They felt no righteous indignation, only relief that it had not been them this time. As for the dead disciple, all that could be said was that he had been unlucky.
Besides, he had not understood the way of survival in the Black Sun Sect. One look showed he had only recently entered the sect, yet he had actually rushed to perform before the elder and gone to test an Immortal Dao cultivator.
Did he not know that, in such circumstances, even if one wished to probe them, there was no need to send one's true body out personally?
He had been injured, and the elder had happened to be hungry. There was nothing to be done. Being eaten was still a quick death; if he had been refined into a demonic puppet, that truly would have been a fate worse than death.
Here, the Scarlet Heaven Dao Sect had encountered the Black Sun Sect. Some