Do You Believe That I Can Cut Open the Sky With A Sword?
編輯: Henyee Translations
Everyone in the square looked at the Ancient Dragon Abyss Sword in Ye Li's hand. They were terrified.
What kind of sword was this?
It was as if they would lose their souls with a single glance at this sword. With a second glance, they would enter the cycle of reincarnation.
Regardless of their cultivation realms, they all felt the same.
Ye Li looked at Duan Shan, the Tenth Elder of the inner sect. "I think you have to agree now, right?"
If Duan Shan still didn't know that their Mystic Pavilion couldn't afford to offend Ye Li, then he was a complete idiot.
"Agreed, agreed," Duan Shan quickly said.
"Ask your sect master to come and see me. Are you willing?" Ye Li looked at Duan Shan and continued.
"Yes, yes."
Duan Shan knew that he could not say no, or he would say goodbye to this world forever.
At this moment, everyone in the square was frozen on the spot like clay sculptures. No one dared to say a word.