Upon hearing the Misty Cloud Sect elder's report, Yun Shan's expression did not ripple in the slightest.
As the former sect master of the Misty Cloud Sect, and now having advanced to the Dou Zong realm!
The death of a Dou Wang elder was nothing more than a trivial matter to Yun Shan.
There was not a trace of regret in Yun Shan's eyes, only icy indifference. His gaze slowly swept across the crowd before precisely settling on Yao Xuan, who stood on the arena with his hands behind his back.
Among those present, old acquaintances like Jia Xingtian and Hai Bodong would not have clashed with the Misty Cloud Sect like this!
Only this seemingly young Half-Step Dou Zong possessed such terrifying means, capable of killing a powerful expert with a single thought.
Yun Shan stepped through the air and hovered high above. His snow-white hair drifted gently in the wind, while a faint Dou Zong pressure spread in every direction. Looking down at Yao Xuan below, he spoke calmly, yet with unquestionable dominance:
"A Half-Step Dou Zong at such a young age, with this kind of strength... rather interesting."
After a brief pause, Yun Shan's gaze abruptly turned cold as he went straight to the point:
"Young friend, was it you who killed Yun Ling?"
"My Misty Cloud Sect has neither grievance nor enmity with you. Yet today, you rashly slaughtered an elder of my sect. You must give this old man an explanation!"
Yao Xuan chuckled at that, open and composed.
"This man relied on his sect's power to bully the weak. He had no regard for justice, twisted right and wrong, and deliberately oppressed my brother."
"Such an overbearing and despicable man bullied my kin and friends and insulted justice. What was wrong with killing him?"