"What do you want?"
Ye Qingchen's eyes were downcast.
"It's simple, you harmed my disciple, so you must give an explanation!" Xu Shanqiao spoke as if he had full control, his voice resonating: "If you are willing to cripple your own cultivation, sever your limbs, from this day forward, my Spirit Coffin Sect will no longer pursue this matter!"
Hiss!
As these words were uttered, there was a gasp from all around.
Cripple his own cultivation?
And even sever his limbs?
Wouldn't that make him a complete waste?
"What if I'm unwilling?" Ye Qingchen's voice was low and deep.
"Unwilling?"
Xu Shanqiao's mouth revealed a sneer, his eyes filled with even more malicious intent, as he waved his long sleeves and coldly uttered word by word:
"If you are unwilling, kill! Without! Mercy!"
With his words.
The disciples of Spirit Coffin Sect moved forward in unison, instantly surrounding Ye Qingchen like an iron barrel.
The ten best fighters, were at the forefront.
