The roaring howl thundered above the sacrificial altar, causing a stir among the many green-robed men, each of them looking up.
"Xiao Ye!"
Xiao Teng's emotions surged violently.
The words from Xiao Ye that should have angered him made a warm current flow through his heart, turning his eyes red and lifting the corners of his mouth into a smile.
"You bastard, always showing up at the most critical moments, do you think you're the savior?" Xiao Teng cursed loudly, both crying and laughing.
"Another one who dares to trespass our sect's forbidden land. The sacrifice must not be interrupted. Take him down and use him for the sacrifice to the divine spirits as well," commanded a long-saber-wielding green-robed man with a slight frown.
Having said that, he continued walking towards Xiao Teng like the Death God, muttering incomprehensible spells.
"Yes, Sect Hierarch!"
