Monk Wuyan departed after the killing.
Just moments later, another person slowly entered from outside of the Demon Sealing Sect's grand hall.
His eyes flickered with a blood-red glow, and a surge of Blood Qi enveloped his body as if he had just emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"Xueyuan!"
"What are you doing here, seeking death?"
"The Elder of the Blood Demon Sect actually came here in person, really, heaven gives you a path yet you chose the gateless hell to enter yourself, seize him!"
Seeing the newcomer, the elders inside the hall felt like facing a great enemy, with pitch-black sword lights flickering above their heads, terrible auras sweeping across, ready to strike at any moment.
"All of you shut up, listen to me!"
Xueyuan let out a cold snort, and with a gloomy voice, pressed his hands into the void, causing the flowing auras around the grand elders inside the hall to suddenly stiffen and freeze.