Among the mountains of the Soulbirth Sect.
Two streaks of light raced through the vast sea of clouds and mist.
Fierce Gale Force battered Zhou Yan head-on, making her bloodstained white robes snap in the wind.
She watched the gold-and-black figure ahead, but the scene on the mountain path moments earlier would not leave her mind.
That inner disciple of the Soulbirth Sect, known as the [Soulbirth One], had been as helpless as an infant before this man, despite all the battles he had already fought.
Two slaps had shattered his body, and even his True Spirit had been devoured completely by those strange flames!
Zhou Yan bit her pale lip. Unable to suppress the trembling in her heart any longer, she called into the wind:
"Are all you people from the Soulbirth Sect like this?"
Killing at the slightest disagreement, not even sparing fellow disciples-they were even more deranged than the rumors claimed!
"I don't know whether the Soulbirth Sect is like that."
Ahead of her, Ye Li did not even turn around. His calm voice carried through the wind:
"But I am."
When away from home, being cautious could only benefit him.
Making others suffer with their lives while he shouldered the infamy was already standard practice.
As for that long-haired man just now?
The tens of thousands of demonic disciples throughout the Soulbirth Sect might still be alive, but in Ye Li's plans, they had long since been labeled reserve provisions.
Since they belonged to him,
he certainly could not let some stray dog leap out from the roadside and bite them at random. Kicking it to death was only natural.
"..."
Hearing such a casual answer, Zhou Yan pressed her lips together slightly, the fear in her eyes deepening.
A madman.
*He was a complete and