Ou Yezi sipped his tea, his expression indifferent.
However, both of them felt as if they had plunged into an ice cave, wanting to escape, but unable to even take a step.
This was a crushing pressure from a higher cultivation level, the Sect Leader's cultivation level crushed them, and their bodies' instincts wouldn't allow them any movement, effectively paralyzing them.
"Within the sect, who else has sided with the Evil Cultivator?"
Ou Yezi asked. In reality, there wasn't anything inherently wrong with Evil Cultivators; they weren't universally condemned. It was just that their methods were often brutish, and their fondness for slaughter led to them being labeled as Evil Cultivators.
The reason for his anger was that an Evil Cultivator had infiltrated his own Sect. There were those within his Sect who had pledged allegiance to an Evil Cultivator, which was absolutely intolerable. To dare undermine his Sect was to be prepared for obliteration.