Mie Wuwei, the Hall Master of the Sword Immortal Sect, was indeed the Mie-surnamed cultivator. Hearing Lin Yun's voice, he widened his eyes and cried out in horror, "No!"
"Bang!"
However, it was of no use. Before his voice could fade away, his entire body exploded into a mist of blood.
The leader of the Sword Immortal Sect still knelt before Lin Yun, his head bowed low, not a ripple in his aura, let alone an attempt to speak out to stop it. He was merely an ordinary Level Twelve cultivator. He knew very well that to Lin Yun, cultivators of his level were not much stronger than ants, and Lin Yun could kill him with ease.
What punishment he would receive was still unclear, so how could he dare to plead for others at this time?
"Qi Tong of the Sword Saber Sect, during his time in the lower realm, thousands perished directly because of his actions, even more indirectly, and he also humiliated the staff of Qingyun Company. Now, he is sentenced to death..."