“Lord Chu Feng, have mercy! Lord Chu Feng, have mercy!”
Suddenly, a person at the peak of the palace knelt onto the ground, and started kowtowing at Chu Feng, begging for forgiveness.
Chu Feng had already shown his power Even Lord Yan of the Immortal Execution Archipelago was no match for him, so naturally it was impossible for any of them to defeat Chu Feng.
“Lord Chu Feng, have mercy! We haven’t joined the Immortal Execution Archipelago yet! We were forced to show up here! Lord Chu Feng, I ask for a clear judgement! We truly wouldn’t dare to impudently make an enemy out of the Crippling Night Demon Sect!”
After that person, many others atop the palace knelt orderly. Other than Monk Pingjing, who refuted the head of the Stone Sword Sect, everyone else knelt on the ground.
“HAVE MERCY—”
The most famous people in the Winter Plains knelt and asked for forgiveness. No matter if it was the elders or disciples from the Stone Sword Sect, or the elders or disciples from other places, all of them kowtowed and begged for mercy.
Seeing the terrified crowd, Chu Feng lightly smiled, then said, “I know you were forced here, so I won’t do anything to you. But, remember this well. If there is anyone who dares to make the Crippling Night Demon Sect an enemy, or join the Immortal Execution Archipelago, these two are how your life will end.”
Suddenly, a hint of fierceness emerged into his eyes. A special power was sent from his palm, and like a flame, enveloped the bodies of Shi Jingtian’s and Lord Yan’s Consciousness, starting to burn and refine them.
“AHH—”
“Chu Feng, you bastard! I curse you! Even as a ghost, I will not forgive you!