Two forces had just faced off in Junior Sectlord Hall. One of them was the duly appointed junior sectlord, who had rescued the sect from destruction. The other was an Inheritor of the Great Necropolis, favored by the heavens, who any sect would have loved to groom. And the two of them had clashed with countless disciples bearing witness.

Of course, the other two Inheritors, Zi Qiong and Xi Hua, had absolutely no qualifications to join the fight. Yang Qi disposed of them as easily as an eagle dealing with a baby chicken. They weren’t even on a level that could possibly defend against him.

Although Zi Qiong had very nearly passed out, she looked up, face contorted with rage, and said, “How dare you treat us like this! We’re Inheritors! Eternally indestructible! Do you really think you’re in charge here in the Will Manifestation Heaven Sect? If so, it shows that this sect is unfair and unjust. Maybe we’ll just leave and go join another sect, one that will give...