The barefoot young man's gaze lingered on Mei Ning for a moment before settling on Lin He. "You actually managed to kill a Core Formation middle-stage cultivator in such a short time. No wonder the men I sent died at your hands. Your strength is clearly quite impressive."
Seeing his arrogant manner and hearing him call himself Young Master, Lin He had a vague suspicion about his identity. Outwardly, however, he asked, "Who are you, and what brings you here?"
The barefoot young man smiled faintly, while one of the sword-bearing women beside him barked, "How dare you! This is our Young Master Wen, disciple of the lord of Sacred Demon Island. Show some respect!"
"Heh! So you're Six Paths' disciple. My apologies, my apologies."
Though Lin He said this, his expression showed little respect. Seeing that, Wen Tianren said darkly, "Now that you know who I am, I'll give you two choices. First, join the Divine Pigeon Hall under my command and become an enforcement envoy. As long as you obey my orders, you'll have no shortage of rewards. Second, I'll kill you here, and this will be where you fall!"
As he spoke, the refined, delicate-featured Young Master Wen suddenly radiated murderous menace, and even his face looked somewhat savage.
Mei Ning's face filled with horror. Who was the lord of Sacred Demon Island? He was a figure of legend-the late Nascent Soul cultivator, Six Paths Extreme Sage.
He was the foremost figure of the Demonic Path, and the art he cultivated was the most powerful demonic art in the Chaotic Star Sea-the Six Extremes True Demon Art. Its might was immense.
And this young man before them was actually Six Paths' disciple. His strength had to be formidable. Mei Ning's gaze filled with worry as she looked