"Chu Yu killed the most disciples of the Tianjian Sect, and this Sect Master will execute you grandfather and grandson with my own hands!" shouted Jian Shijiu, the Master of the Tianjian Sect, whose strength was slightly inferior to Xun Yinyang and Ji Wuxing.
"Duan Tiancang, it's not like we didn't give you a chance. It's a pity you didn't know how to cherish it, and now it's too late to say anything," shouted an old woman. Though she had practiced for ages, her face remained youthful like a beauty's, and her eyes shimmered like peach blossoms. Beneath her feet stepped a cluster of blooming flowers, transformed from Immortal Qi. She was Wanhua Zi, the Master of the Wanhua Valley, and in her era, she had been a woman of peerless talent.
"Chu Yu has committed countless evils and deserves no forgiveness. You grandfather and grandson deserve this fate!" roared a bald monk, twisting prayer beads as lotuses bloomed beneath his feet, looking sacred and solemn. He was the Deputy Master of the Western Heaven Sect, and his strength was not to be underestimated.
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