"What did you say?!" Hu Han roared, his figure flashing as he descended directly from above the throne to the Nine Evil Sect Deacon, grasping him with both hands.
A terrifying killing intent Storm formed around Hu Han's body.
The complexion of the Nine Evil Sect Deacon turned deathly pale out of fear.
"Young, Young Sect Master, he, he..." he stammered intermittently.
Seeing this, Hu Han's anger boiled even more, and he sent a palm strike directly to the Deacon's chest. The blow sent the Nine Evil Sect Deacon tumbling over and over, all the way to the edge of the Great Hall, where he finally stopped after crashing into a great pillar.
Thrown by Hu Han's palm, the Nine Evil Sect Deacon struggled to his feet, knelt down hurriedly, and kowtowed repeatedly, "Spare my life, Sect Master, I beg you to spare my life!"
