(Second update)
"I refuse to let Yang Ming go!"
Huyan Zhen, built like a humanoid mammoth, stomped heavily on the ground. His tower-like figure stood beside the Temple Knights of Spirit Hall, while the fat piled around his belly rippled in pale waves, the flesh beneath wobbling obscenely.
The Elephant Armor Sect had always shared prosperity and ruin with Spirit Hall, and Huyan Zhen had enjoyed a close personal relationship with Platinum Bishop Salas. Although Salas had now become a fool, before losing his mind, he had asked Huyan Zhen to dispatch sect disciples to Heaven Dou City in case anything unexpected happened.
Clearly, Huyan Zhen would not allow Yang Ming's release to become that unexpected event.
This is troublesome!
Ning Fengzhi's brow furrowed even more deeply. He had not expected Huyan Zhen to interfere at such a critical moment, muddying what had originally been a clear-cut situation.
The Imperial Guard commander darkened in expression and shouted:
"Sect Master Huyan, Yang Ming's release is His Majesty's order. Does your Elephant Armor Sect intend to defy the imperial decree?"
A cold smile curled across Huyan Zhen's lips. By now, everyone knew that Xue Ye, like the vast Heaven Dou Empire itself, had entered the stage of old age and decline. The Elephant Armor Sect truly did not think much of Xue Ye's orders.
Of course, Huyan Zhen only dared think such words. He would never say them aloud.
Otherwise, the Elephant Armor Sect would certainly suffer Xue Ye's desperate retaliation.
As the saying went, a starved camel was still bigger than a horse. Besides, Xue Ye was not dead yet, and the Heaven Dou Empire had not reached the point of sunset decline!
If an empire devoted all its strength to targeting a sect, Spirit Hall was one thing, but a