The Seraph
Editor: Noodletown Translations
Qingfeng frowned, as his eyes grew cold as he looked at the dead Eastern self-cultivators. He felt incredible angry inside.
This Seraph had to die! How dare he kill all of these Eastern self-cultivators in front of Qingfeng? He clearly didn't give face to the Alliance Chief at all.
"Chief, you must avenge us," cried all the self-cultivators around.
These people's friends and families were just killed by the Seraph, and were all very angry, but they weren't the Seraph's match, so they had no choice but to rely on Qingfeng.
Qingfeng was now the Chief of the Eastern self-cultivation Alliance, and the over-ten-thousand self-cultivators that stood behind him all obeyed him. He had the responsibility to protect these people from danger and harm.
When Qingfeng stepped forward with his right foot to attack the Seraph, White-Crane Fairy stopped him.