The same held true now.
If Chun Xiaobai could not produce evidence that the Spirit Origin Sect had colluded with demon cultivators, He Yunting and the others would have grounds to wriggle out of it and escape the charge that warranted their sect's destruction.
If he could not make the charge stick, how was Chun Xiaobai supposed to collect hush money?
Ultimately, these old bastards still had not been driven into a dead end.
They would shed no tears until the coffin came into view!
Chun Xiaobai waved at Zhang Xuanhe and the other four, who were "setting up the formation," signaling for them to stop for now.
Then he turned his hand over, took out the Image Recording Stone from earlier, and hurled it straight at He Yunting's face.
Smack!
The Image Recording Stone struck the ground in front of He Yunting and rolled twice.
"Had I not tracked that demon for over a month and personally watched him sneak in here, I would never have known your Spirit Origin Sect was actually a demon sect!"
Chun Xiaobai pointed straight at his nose and barked:
"Now we have witnesses and physical evidence! Open your mongrel eyes and take a good look!"
Zhang Xuanhe and the others listened in stunned disbelief.
Had Chun Xiaobai not led them into the Spirit Origin Sect, and had they not personally seen him toss the Demonic Sword outside Qian Hesong's door, even they might have believed him.
They had to admit it.
The kid really was something of a professional.
From planting the demonic artifact and recording the scene to drawing over the Spirit Origin Sect's people, every step had nailed them down, leaving them not the slightest chance to catch their breath.
But professional or not, it was still too damned terrifying!
*Boss,