The young man dressed in blood-red clothes landed at the bottom of a mountain, appearing before the members of the White Bone Path.
At the sight of the young man, all the guards immediately punched or kicked out, forcing the White Bone Path's disciples to drop to their knees.
"Kneel down!"
"How dare you not kneel at the sight of the Young Master?!"
There were two more guards who wanted to press down that man who looked like a skeleton, but the young man in blood-red clothes waved his hand to stop them.
The skeleton-like man stood with his back straightened. He looked at the young man in blood-red clothes straight in the eyes. Without any hint of fear in his gaze, he said, "Blood Sea, you sent people to assault our White Bone Path, stirring up internal strife within the Sacred Sect. The others won't let you off."
"Let me off?" Blood Sea smiled, and the blood vortex in his eyes seemed to spin increasingly faster.
