"Everyone, stop!"

It was too bad that the ten Qilin Kings and a few exalted ones came to stop the enraged crowd. Now, Tianming had a rough idea about the situation. He guessed that the reason they couldn't kill him outright was due to the Li Saint clan and Decimo Dao Palace. Though, it was also possible that they wanted to use him to bait Li Muyang into coming, so killing him would be a waste.

"Do you really not fear death?" Qin Dingtian said.

"Well, that's not quite the right question to ask. I know that you all hate me to the bone, so what difference does it make even if I were to kneel and beg for mercy?" he replied with a smile.

Qin Dingtian had to admit that Tianming really did have a point. By now, the experts of the clan had managed to stop the crowd.

"Come!" The exalted ones Chong Yang, Jing Yue, and Ling Xing picked up the branding iron and walked toward Tianming.

"We have to brand this curse on him no matter what! Let's do it together."

Immediately, they appeared before Tianming and froze him in place. Once more, the branding iron was pressed against...