Killing Yang Xie

Yang Xie's face was gloomy when he saw all his disciples were killed. His eyes shone with a cold light and a flame of anger was set off in his heart.

"I am going to kill you." Yang Xie looked at Qingfeng Li with murderous intentions.

He was furious that Qingfeng had massacred his people.

"Son, how dare you kill the members of my Wicked-Imperial Sect? Are you seeking death?" Yang Xier looked at Qingfeng Li gloomily, as if he was looking at someone who was already dead.

"I think it's you who is seeking death. You have two options: to kneel and beg for forgiveness or to die," Qingfeng Li said in a cold voice.

Yang Xie surely wouldn't comply with Qingfeng's first demand, because he was the young lord of the Wicked-Imperial Sect, and his actions represented his sect.

He had a high position in the unorthodox world; he had always been the one who bullied and dominated others, not the other way around.