"Damn it, this is infuriating!"
Liu Yang's face turned purple, his rage almost causing his lungs to explode.
If it weren't for his fear of Bai Ling, he would want to kill Long Yan right now.
"Serves him right!"
Moyuan was secretly delighted, as were the rest of the Pill King Hall.
The Ten Thousand Phenomena Sect lost sixteen Martial Kings in a flash - a delightful sight for everyone.
"Boss, you're really cunning!"
Fat Cat secretly gave a thumbs-up to Long Yan. His move was truly akin to killing without drawing blood.
The people of Ancient Sword Gate, Leng Family, and Martial God Palace also gloated, looking at Liu Yang with mocking eyes.
"Long Yan, don't make it a habit. I can promise that whoever breaks the rules, I, Cold Hundred Refinement, will be the first to not let them off."
Cold Hundred Refinement said, glancing pointedly at the individuals from the Ancient Sword Gate and the Ten Thousand Phenomena Sect, almost as a warning.