"Where is Master Ji? Has he lost his sanity?" Li Fan, who had quickly perceived the crux of the matter, asked.
Huang Fusong glanced at Li Fan, cleared his throat and said, "Dean Ji has profound cultivation and naturally cannot lose his own will."
"It's a pity that those cultivators who were with him had strong abilities and, when they united, even Dean Ji had some difficulty coping."
"Forced to protect himself, Dean Ji had no choice but to kill all of them," he concluded with an expression of regret.
Upon hearing this, Li Fan and the others were a bit taken aback.
They seemed to have gained some understanding but didn't dare to think too deeply about it.
"It's indeed too dangerous; no wonder it needs to be temporarily sealed." Li Fan agreed.
Huang Fusong scanned Li Fan with a warning look and transmitted a message: "Boy, I've told you what I should tell you. Don't push your luck."
Li Fan simply pretended not to hear him.
