"Yin Que Venerable, what you said is indeed quite agreeable to me."
Another elder with crane-like hair and youthful face stepped out.
"Wuque Venerable and Feixiao Venerable who are just watching the show, I indeed cannot bear to see the War Soul Hall decaying day by day. Having a genius intimidate them a bit would do well."
"As for the death of some disciples, it's nothing serious. Likewise disciples, others can challenge Venerables, but you can only wait for death. So, what's strange about dying? If you don't die now, you'll perish in the Soul Refining Demon Cave in half a month, dying at the hands of your own clansmen is better than becoming fertilizer for the Yin Spirit, Heavenly Demon, and Void Spirit."
This old Venerable speaks unpleasantly, even cruelly, but it is immensely stimulating to the heart.
Zhou Yan was somewhat moved upon hearing this person's words.
He knew these are truly formidable figures, comparable to Venerable Yao and others.
