Five people in a row, all were controlled.
The Qi Cultivator who was stopped by Zhang Fei Xuan said with a cupped fist:
"Fellow Daoist, we have no grudge between us, and as we are willing to give up this city with a bow of the hand, please do not trouble my A Voiceless, Silent Sect!"
He particularly emphasized the name of the A Voiceless, Silent Sect, hoping to counter the enemy with the reputation of a sect.
Regardless, within the Southern Plains Kingdom, the A Voiceless, Silent Sect was the largest.
No matter what these people wanted to do, wasn't the end goal for the sake of mortals anyway? It was fine to concede.
Hearing this, Zhang Fei Xuan laughed joyously, as if he had thought of something extremely delightful. Pointing his folding fan at the Qi Cultivator, and with a look of a trying to suppress a laugh, he said:
"No need for more words, every person of the Demonic Path deserves death! Our Jinxian Sect will not let go of any member of the Demonic Path!"
Demonic Path?