Chen Fengyan waved his hand. "Stand down. None of you are to give him trouble. Just let him fend for himself! He's a mad dog! A rabid wolf. As Sect Master, I could kill him, but for one, I can't bully someone so much younger, and for another, this is an order from the Ten Thousand Swords Sacred Land. It cannot be defied. For now, we can only let this mad dog run wild! Fortunately, the Great Prohibition Talisman has pulled this mad dog's fangs!"
After speaking, Chen Fengyan turned and flew away. He had lost all face and was utterly humiliated.
To salvage his dignity, he had invoked the Ten Thousand Swords Sacred Land—after all, the "sanctions" were their orders. If Ye Tianling was killed before the sanctions were complete, it would be a show of disrespect toward the Ten Thousand Swords Sacred Land.
And the Ten Thousand Swords Sacred Land was home to truly peerless, Ancient Ancestor Level experts. No one dared to offend them.
