Zhang Yang’s group was shocked to see Ma Sheng’s sorry state; they instinctively took one step back.

“Brat, let him go now! Touching a hair of his is the same as provoking our clan. Not even a High God can protect you then!” Zhang Yang screamed at Li Qiye.

They trained together since youth; this fostered a close relationship between them so Zhang Yang instantly became anxious.

“Provoking the clan? You think I care about that?” Li Qiye couldn’t help but smirk.

“Crack!” The invisible hand wrung Ma Sheng’s neck, resulting in the death of an expert without a chance to scream.

He died with his eyes still agape, unable to accept that someone would actually kill him right outside their clan. Who in this...