However, before He Gaoyuan could reply, a potent voice came from the horizon.
"Hehe, under my jurisdiction, you dare to send my people to their deaths?"
Before the sound faded, a middle-aged man dressed in a brocade robe burst forth from afar, suspended in the sky, looking down at Ling Chen.
"Palace Master!"
He Gaoyuan's face immediately lit up with the joy of a narrow escape from death.
"Greetings to the Palace Master!"
All the Cultivators shouted in unison.
"You may dispense with the formalities."
The brocade-robed man said with a smile.
He then looked at Ling Chen, saying coldly, "What a ruthless lad you are, to force my subordinate to commit suicide? I must ask, does the True Martial Academy only produce heartless devils who kill without blinking an eye?"
"Palace Master, it was He Gaoyuan who wanted to fight me to the death!"
Ling Chen replied, neither servile nor overbearing.
Even the Palace Master would not dare to violate the laws of the Great Xia.
