Followers of Cloud Sect, in Denton Horton's eyes, were as insignificant as ants, not worth mentioning at all.
He looked down at everyone, like a god gazing at the mortal world.
"A bunch of ants, do you even deserve to live in this world?" Denton Horton said coldly.
He raised his palm, and a dark glow entwined around his arms, seemingly about to use a terrible technique.
Many of the Cloud Sect disciples were extremely panicked. Facing such terrifying aura, they couldn't muster any thoughts of resistance!
At this moment, a phantom appeared in front of Denton Horton.
This phantom was actually Forrest Middleton. With his hands clasped behind him, he quietly said, "Denton, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Seeing the phantom before him, Denton Horton raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Forrest, you will pay the price for your arrogance."
"Oh, really?" Forrest laughed lightly, "I just wait for you on the mountain ahead, there's no need to act against others."
