Wang Jie watched as the sect leader was easily killed by the opponent, and heard the screams of the disciples echoing from outside. An unprecedented emotion slowly welled up in her heart.
In the past, to achieve the so-called goals of the sect, they had harmed countless people. Back then, as the victors, they watched the wailing of the weak and enjoyed their despair, standing high above everyone else who seemed no better than blades of grass.
Yet now the roles were reversed. Liu Bufan had not even given them a chance to resist; a sect with a heritage spanning thousands of years was all but exterminated.
Chapter 102