The Sovereign Witch's Black Robe stood atop the summit of a cloud pillar, overlooking Master Bai Mei, Zhang Tianjue, and all the disciples of the Sovereign Witch Sect below.
He sneered, "Bai Mei, what do you think I should do?"
"Look at what the Sovereign Witch Sect has become since Master handed it over to you. Hah, is this all that's left of the entire Sect?"
"Moreover, there are hardly any young disciples with talent. Any major force could easily extinguish the current Sovereign Witch Sect!"
Upon hearing this, Bai Mei's face flushed red.
Indeed, the Sovereign Witch Sect had declined and was no longer as it was in its heyday.
At the moment, the Sovereign Witch in the Black Robe ignored the elder brother Bai Mei and instead turned his gaze to Zhang Tianjue and the other congregants of the Sovereign Witch Sect.
He then indifferently said, "Third junior brother, and the rest of the Sovereign Witch Sect congregants, today I, Black Robe, offer you an opportunity!"
