Fierce Lion leisurely took out a token, precisely the one from a disciple of the Flying Immortal Sect.
"We've brought you the bodies of your Flying Immortal Sect disciples. Our Sect Master of the Four Sacred Sect specifically instructed us to deliver them, hoping you would like them."
The disciples guarding the gate had faces turned iron blue, and some were already thinking of drawing their swords.
Just then, a figure fell from the sky and landed in front of the sect's gate, glancing at the cart filled with disciples' bodies, his mouth twitching involuntarily.
Some disciples were already beyond recognition.
"Please thank your Sect Master for us. The Flying Immortal Sect will remember this."
Fierce Lion laughed mockingly and casually tossed the token on the ground, "Brothers, let's return to the Four Sacred Sect!"
Everyone swaggered off, leaving the Flying Immortal Sect behind.