The two Earth Masters and four middle-aged disciples were lying on the ground, wailing miserably: "Chen Nan, you wicked villain, our Corpse-controlling Sect won't let you off!"
"I've heard the same words countless times."
Chen Nan shrugged indifferently, glanced at the people on the ground, and sneered: "But now, I'm still living well, whereas those who have provoked me seem to be living miserably. No, to be precise, apart from you few, the rest are all dead."
"Our Corpse-controlling Sect has stood strong for thousands of years without decline; its foundation is beyond your imagination, you mere brat. The sins you've committed today will be repaid by our powerful sect in the near future, tenfold or even a hundredfold!"
Chen Nan replied coldly: "I don't care how deep your foundation is. If they want to seek revenge, let them come; I will kill as they come."
Arrogant, presumptuous!
