After hearing the second-in-command's detailed account of that great battle, Yang Jinquan felt a chill shoot from the soles of his feet straight to his heart;
his heart had gone more than halfway cold.
He had already thought the rumors he had heard before were outrageously exaggerated.
Qing Chen had actually fought Ye Wushang to a draw!
Yet never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that Qing Chen had actually won!
Moreover, Qing Chen had unleashed all manner of formidable secret techniques, his methods so powerful that they chilled the heart.
The Altar Master of their Snake Spirit Way's Human Tier Branch Altar here-Fu She;
even this man, revered as the Human General, probably would not dare claim he could certainly defeat Qing Chen.
Yang Jinquan raised his head and looked at Yue Chengfeng.
He saw that this man of iron bones had fallen silent, as silent as a mountain, impossible to fathom.
"Brother Yue, these people... how should we deal with them?" Yang Jinquan asked.
"Husband, kill them! We absolutely cannot let them reveal our whereabouts!" Yue Daishi answered first, her eyes full of hatred as she spoke through gritted teeth.
She hated Qing Chen, hated everything about him.
As she saw it, if not for Qing Chen, her eldest brother would not have died;
if her eldest brother had not died, she would not have failed to break through to Foundation Establishment, her survival uncertain.
These people were even excitedly spreading word of Qing Chen's exploits. They deserved ten thousand deaths!
At these words, Yang Jinquan immediately raised his right hand, about to strike these people dead.
"Wait." Yue Chengfeng suddenly spoke up to stop him.
"If you want to live, come here every few days from now on to tend the grave and make offerings. Seasonal