The echoes lingered, and silence filled the surroundings.
Yan Kuan squinted his eyes, expressionless.
Having lived for decades, as one of the most prominent figures in the Canglan Sect, and indeed the entire Youdu Snow Region, Yan Kuan had a reputation that was widely revered and feared.
Since when was he ever so ignored?
The most crucial point was that the other party was just a young junior.
To him, as the Sect Master, what a blasphemy and what an insult this was!
"Hmph!"
Yan Kuan let out a heavy cold snort to boost his confidence, his whole body emanating murderous intent like a knife.
"Sect Master Yan, this mutt might be strong, but we are not to be underestimated either. If we attack together, killing him shouldn't be difficult,"
Ye Borun said softly, having witnessed Li Jianzhang's beheading.
"Naturally!"
