“Nobody?” Peng Chujun had a scary glare and said chillingly: “Looks like he got afraid and ran. Hmph, a monk can run but not the temple. Take them in.”

Shengping and Sijing were then taken to the Peng’s camp. It occupied a large region outside of Ivory Gap with more than one thousand disciples. The discipline was strict here with an oppressive atmosphere. Each of the guards had murderous intent, causing anyone and everyone to be on guard.

They sent all of their elites to this place. This was definitely their strongest legion. Outside of obtaining revenge for his dead son, the clan master also wanted to build up prestige...