Sure enough, as soon as the voice rang out, a flood of cultivators' auras surged over!
After about a hundred breaths, a large number of cultivators had already gathered at the Ye Clan's gates.
By the time the Ye Clan people reacted, all they could do was shatter the Projection Stone, take down Ye Liyi's head, and rescue Ye Tianyun.
But the scene of Ye Tianyun being castrated and crippled had already been witnessed by a multitude of cultivators.
"Little bastard! Such venomous words and ruthless methods!"
Ye Wannian, who had been cultivating with his eyes closed, realized what was happening almost as soon as the voice from the Projection Stone sounded.
His expression changed drastically. The disturbance to his cultivation left him agitated, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He immediately suppressed his churning qi and blood, stopped his cultivation, and rushed to the Ye Clan's main gate.
