In the sky.
The Purple Cloud Sect Master had a troubled expression. Ever since he became a Golden Core, this was the first time he had been treated so rudely and oppressed like this. However, the other party had the right to do so.
If they agreed to the other party's request and expelled Ye Ziling from the sect, although they could protect the sect, the morale of the entire Purple Cloud Sect would definitely suffer under the watchful eyes of the public. In the future, they would probably be worse than the previous generation and would eventually be completely desolate.
However, if he refused…
The Purple Cloud Sect would probably become history now!
"If you don't say anything, I'll take it that you agree.”
Seeing that Master Zi Yun had not spoken for a long time, the Netherworld Saint's eyes flashed with displeasure. He spoke coldly, then glanced at Zhang Mingxuan and the other elders and deacons, and said indifferently,"
"Who are you waiting for? Who rejected?"
These words were accompanied by a Void Core Stage pressure that spread out. Even the black-robed Daoist beside him emitted the pressure of Daoist Qing Yun with a cold gaze.
This pressure spread in all directions, causing Zhang Mingxuan and the other elders and deacons to feel a sense of palpitation and oppression. Everyone's expression froze, and no one dared to speak for a moment.
There was no need to mention the others.
All the core disciples and inner disciples were terrified. They watched the Netherworld Saint Son standing proudly in the air. No one dared to say anything. Most of them even lowered their heads when they saw the Netherworld Saint Son's gaze. They did not dare to look at him.
Senior apprentice-sister Violet Spirit…it didn't seem like a bad idea to follow him. After all, he was the Netherworld Saint Child, and he had even given her the status of a Dao-companion. Just thinking about it was enough.
A disciple thought to himself.
Many of them looked at Ye Ziling pleadingly.
If Ye Ziling resisted, the entire Purple Cloud Sect would be implicated. All of them would probably be destroyed by the Netherworld Holy Land's wrath. None of them wanted to die!
“……”
Ye Ziling clenched her fists.
She was furious with the Netherworld Saint Child, but she could only feel indignant and sad when she saw the pleading eyes of the inner disciples and even the true disciples behind her.
Her mind was resolute, and she did not care about these things. A sword would never bend, and even if she died in a battle, she would not lower her head. However, her master, the Purple Cloud Sect Master, her fellow disciples, and her brother, Ye Chen…
If she didn't lower her head and fight to the death, the Saint of the Netherworld would definitely vent his anger on the Ziyun Sect. By then, the entire Ziyun Sect would be plunged into hell.
The Netherworld Saint Son knew this too.
Knowing that she was a sword cultivator, it was impossible for him to force her to submit. She would rather die than submit, so he directly pressured the Purple Cloud Sect, wanting them to beg her to accept.
Seeing the disciples and deacons of the Purple Cloud Sect looking at Ye Ziling pleadingly, the Netherworld Saint smirked and looked at Ye Ziling.
"You are a demon."
Ye Ziling stared at the Netherworld Saint Son and spoke slowly.
The Netherworld Saint Son laughed out loud." You can say whatever you want. Yes, I am a demon, but so what?" Do you accept becoming my dao companion?”
“……”
Ye Ziling looked behind her and saw the guilty and ashamed looks of Zhang Mingxuan and the other elders. She also saw the pleading looks of the Executors and Disciples.
In the silence.
She slowly closed her eyes.
However, just as she was about to speak and give the Netherworld Saint Son an answer, a voice suddenly sounded from behind the silent disciples. The voice was indifferent.
"I refuse."
Ye Ziling opened her eyes in shock.
This was not what she said.
The expressions of the other disciples also froze, and they all revealed shocked voices. A black mass of heads looked in the direction of the voice.
"Who is it?"
The Netherworld Saint Son frowned, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.
Even the black-robed Daoist Master, the Purple Cloud Sect Master, and the others looked over. They saw the crowd behind the tens of thousands of disciples gradually split apart, revealing a figure.
The figure was dressed in white, and there was no spiritual energy fluctuation on his body. He was like a mortal, but at this moment, facing the attention of tens of thousands of people, his expression was calm and composed.
It was Ye Chen.
Ye Chen, who had been standing at the back.
Under the astonished gazes of countless people, he walked forward step by step.
"Ye…Ye Chen?"
"It's him?"
Many disciples were stunned speechless.
Zhang Mingxuan, Yu Cheng, and the other elders saw Ye Chen walking over from behind. After a short moment of surprise, they immediately felt even more ashamed.
The Netherworld Saint Son had threatened Ye Ziling, wanting to make her yield. No one in the entire Purple Cloud Sect dared to say anything, and most of them even went to beg Ye Ziling. However, Ye Chen, Ye Ziling's mortal brother, dared to come out and refuse at this time, and even dared to speak up for her.
However…
This was probably because he didn't know what was going on.
Yu Cheng looked at Ye Chen and sighed in his heart. After all, Ye Chen was a mortal. He probably did not know how terrifying the Netherworld Holy Land was, which was why he dared to speak up.
"Who are you?"
The Netherworld Saint Son looked at Ye Chen, who was walking over, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Ye Chen's gaze was light.
His voice echoed in the silence.
"I am her elder brother."
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