Among this group, aside from Elder Tian Zhen, there was also his personal disciple, Lu Ang.
Among the Five Sons of Ten Thousand Formations, Lu Ang of the Killing Formations was not as famous as Jue Ming of the Trapping Formations.
But he was likewise extraordinarily gifted.
When they had gone to the Sacred Spring Sect before, Xu Zimo had traveled with Lu Ang, and the two had gotten along fairly well along the way.
"So it's Elder Tian Zhen," Xue Zelong said coldly.
"What, does the Blood Sect Master intend to discipline the Holy Son of my True Martial Sacred Sect?" Elder Tian Zhen asked blandly.
"He killed someone from a subordinate sect of our Blood Nether Sacred Sect. What do you think should be done?" Xue Zelong took a deep breath and asked.
He did not mention that Zhuo Yihang was his illegitimate son.
He was too ashamed to speak of such a matter.
"So what if he killed them? They offended the Holy Son of my True Martial Sacred Sect. It was already merciful of us not to slaughter their sect."
Elder Tian Zhen replied calmly.
At a time like this, the Sacred Sect's dignity and bearing naturally could not be allowed to fall.
"Is Elder Tian Zhen planning to shield a disciple of your sect?"
"It cannot be called shielding. How could a second-rate force like the Cloud Emperor Sect dare offend a disciple of our Sacred Sect?" Elder Tian Zhen said, narrowing his eyes slightly.
"Could it be that they were acting under your sect's orders?"
"You spit blood from your mouth!" Xue Zelong snorted coldly, saying angrily.
"For matters without evidence, Elder Tian Zhen should watch his words."
"Sect Master, he killed Yihang first. Only then did we prepare to capture him," the blue-robed