The War Begins

"This is the North Qiong Sect? A piece of cake."

The Earl of Terror gave a once over at everyone who was behind Chen Fan and sneered with disdain in his scarlet eyes.

The North Qiong Sect was currently thriving and dominating the East. No one could compete with them except for Kunlun. Yet, in the eyes of a mysterious organization with centuries of history, the North Qiong Sect was utterly powerless.

"Chen Beixuan, you can appeal against the motion. The five chief arbitrators would deliberate and issue a fair and just verdict," The Devil of Death said.

"Hm, appeal? Don't be stupid!" A'Xiu said furiously.

"You'll have to cultivate for a thousand years more before you can sentence master to death!"

Yukishiro Sa snickered.

"How dare you!" The arbitrators shouted.

"It's been so many years since someone last disrespected the Arbitration Department."

The Blood Knight Claude sniggered.