"What's going on, Wu Tianzhuo?"
Zhao Tiancheng's eyes flashed coldly as he stared at Wu Tianzhuo.
"Master!"
As Wu Tianzhuo's gaze met Ye Luo and he called out directly, the expressions of Zhao Tiancheng and the others changed abruptly.
"Don't you understand what is happening? I am here to reclaim your Divine Sword Sect, and today, your Divine Sword Sect has only two options—either submit to me and become my subordinates following my commands, or have your sect completely erased from this world!"
Ye Luo spoke with a face full of dominance and arrogance, exuding an invisible imperial aura, filled with decisiveness and despotic flair.
"Hmph, kid, you must still be dreaming. From which hole did you pop out to spout such audacious words at my Divine Sword Sect? You really are seeking death!"
Zhao Tiancheng rebuked coldly, his eyes brimming with intense anger.
"I do not want to repeat myself a second time!"
Ye Luo said with a cold expression.