Whoosh!
The gloomy sky finally failed to contain the blood-soaked energy overflowing through this land.
Amid peal after peal of thunder, cold rain poured down in torrents!
The rain washed over Sword Cliff's ruins, making the crimson earth all the more glaring.
Only now did the disciples of Skysoar Pavilion finally begin to snap out of their stupor.
"D-demon!!"
A young disciple pointed at the blue-robed figure, who looked like a demonic god, and screamed in terrified desperation:
"You killed our sect master and destroyed our Dao lineage!"
"You destroyed Skysoar Pavilion! You'll never-"
The vicious curse had barely rung out through the rain before it cut off abruptly.
Ye Li did not even appear to move.
A single strand of the clear energy howling across the sky descended, instantly crushing the disciple into liquid and obliterating his true spirit along with him!
Ye Li glanced sideways at the other trembling survivors, his tone still casual:
"You have a chance to speak too."
"Go on, then."
After a deathly silence.
The countless remaining Skysoar Pavilion disciples buckled at the knees and prostrated themselves in unison, their cries rising one after another:
"We pledge to follow you unto death, my lord!"
"Please show mercy, my lord!!"
"Skysoar Pavilion deserved to die! You were right to kill them, my lord!!"
The deaths of one great figure after another had hammered their minds like heavy blows, long since shattering their Dao hearts!
How could they still dare oppose Ye Li?
He was nothing less than a newly risen titan of the demonic path. Perhaps no one in the entire Southern Region could keep him in check!!
Ye Li withdrew his gaze and spoke indifferently:
"Get lost."
As though granted a pardon, everyone immediately thanked him over and over in their excitement.
Then they