No sooner had the voice faded.
The bloodied form of the Ten Thousand Soul Ancestor appeared out of thin air.
The Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Soul Sect looked wretched, his robe soaked in blood and his left arm cleanly severed as if by a sharp blade, spilling copious amounts of fresh blood.
Gazing upon the ruins of the Ten Thousand Soul Sect and the majority of the disciples fallen, the eyes of the Ten Thousand Soul Ancestor turned a deep red.
Then,
He looked toward the entrance of the mountain gate, meeting Gu Peng's indifferent gaze.
"It's you!"
"Why did you destroy my Ten Thousand Soul Sect!"
The Ten Thousand Soul Ancestor roared in fury.
Gu Peng spoke coldly, "Assassinating the Princely Heir is a capital offense. By the manor master's command, eradicate the Ten Thousand Soul Sect!"
"What proof do you have!?"
The Ten Thousand Soul Ancestor's face twisted fiercely.
Gu Peng replied, "The manor master's word is the proof!"
With that said,
