“Patriarch, High Elder, save us!” shouted several Ye Clan experts out loud, their expressions filled with horror.0

It hadn’t been easy for them to cultivate to this level. In the entire Ye Clan, they were the highest authority, able to decide fates with a single word. They were accustomed to superiority.0

They had always been the ones to kill others; today, the tables had turned.0

“Save you? How can they when they can’t even save themselves? Just die. Blame your fate for being born into the Ye Clan. Getting killed is simply your just dessert.” Chen Fan showed them no mercy. Before his voice faded, a streak of Green Lotus Sword Qi swept out.0

Their treasures shattered like tofu, unable to stop Chen...0