He also wielded a variety of strange and peculiar objects and techniques.
If it weren't for the fact that this ghostly ancestor himself was at the Fourth Leaf Physique Realm, nearly equal in strength to that demon, and could protect him, even help him avenge, how could he possibly endure such humiliation?
"Demon Lord of Bloody Rain? You killed my father, and that's one thing, but to have it spread throughout the cultivation world that you humiliated my mother…"
"An enmity such as this cannot coexist under the heavens. Once you're poisoned with this deadly concoction, I, Ye Liangchen, have a hundred methods to make you beg for life yet be unable to die."
His eyes filled with gloom and ferocity.
He walked toward the Cult of Bloody Rain.
And after he had left, a hoarse voice came from within the coffin-like carriage.
"Let's go!"
"To the Shadow Moon Nunnery."
The four disciples were momentarily stunned, confusion written all over their faces.
