"Report a message?"
"To whom should we report?"
"My Qingyun Sect is the state religion of the Great Qian Nation."
"We are supported by the current Emperor of Great Qian."
"In terms of power,"
"Even that old Emperor has to listen to our Sect Leader!"
"In terms of status,"
"Our Sect Leader is the State Preceptor!"
"In terms of strength,"
"My Qingyun Sect has dozens of immortals who have ascended!"
"Even if you report to the Emperor of Great Qian, it will be useless!"
"If you want to die, I will grant your wish!"
The girl called Chenxi was only twenty years old.
She was the second disciple of this generation's Xuanming Sect Leader.
The girl begging for mercy just now and the beastman were the fourth disciple Hua Nong'er, and the fifth disciple Yi Zhonglou.
They are Li Ping'an's second senior sister, fourth junior sister, and junior brother respectively.
Seven days ago.
The Xuanming Sect suddenly had a group of uninvited guests.
