The Poisonous Insect Sect

“Wh… what… what happened!!?”

A purple-robed man's voice rang at the sight of the death of his fellow. He then hurriedly picked up his weapon and prepared to turn to tell others to know. Just then, the wind of death swept past him with a terrifying pressure.

Thump!!!

Both of his knees instantly collapsed to the ground, unable to withstand the pressure. His heart was now filled with so much fear that he almost poured out his urine.

“El… Elder, please spare my life!” the purple-robed man hurriedly said, not knowing who the owner of the voice was, but he was sure this one was an elder from somewhere.

“Huh, spare your life? Why didn't you let these villagers go when they begged for their lives just now!?”