Ye Qingchen stood with his hands behind his back, neither sad nor happy.
To others, Xing Nu was the Supreme Elder of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect, a formidable master at the Human Immortal Fourth Layer, but to him, he was merely an insignificant insect.
He didn't even need to exert much effort.
"Next, it's your turn!"
Ye Qingchen's gaze coldly swept across the other evil cultivators present.
Ye Qingchen did not intend to interfere much in the Valley of Life and Death affairs. After all, he had little fondness for Taotian Palace, so why bother cleaning up for the sect and dealing with these prisoners?
But these people, it was absolutely unacceptable—they actually consumed living humans.
This had already crossed Ye Qingchen's bottom line!
"We have no grievances with you, can you let us go?" an evil cultivator pleaded miserably.
