Song Yan Ning showed no mercy as she snapped her whip, and Fang Yijian fell to the ground, lifeless.
She collected Fang Yijian’s Life-Slaying Shovel and his Storage Bag, then looked toward the Mo Feng Sect Master who had charged onto the arena. She curled her lips disdainfully, "So the rules here are merely for show."
The organizers felt embarrassed. This was the second time someone had charged onto the stage, but since the Mo Feng Sect was the first sect of Lingyue City, they could only feign ignorance.
"I demand your life!" The Mo Feng Sect Master’s eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Song Yan Ning. He wanted to tear her to pieces.
Song Yan Ning simply shrugged indifferently. Her cultivation level was nearly equal to that of the Mo Feng Sect Master, and even if it were higher, she had other means at her disposal.
At that moment, a figure landed on the stage, positioning himself in front of Song Yan Ning.
"Go and rest, leave him to me," Qin Yushen said, his gaze as cold as iron when he looked at the Mo Feng Sect Master. He knew Xiao Ning could handle the Mo Feng Sect Master, but he couldn’t stand watching her being blatantly bullied. Since the other party had broken the rules, why should he care about the rules?
Upon meeting Qin Yushen’s chilling eyes, the Mo Feng Sect Master felt his heart skip a beat. Chills ran down his back, and his feet involuntarily stepped backward. Qin Yushen made him sense an unprecedented danger, but now that he had already entered the arena, how would others view him if he fled? He already regretted his impulsiveness.
"Who do you want to pay with their life?" Qin Yushen’s voice echoed as if it had risen from hell.
Cold sweat broke out on the back of the Mo Feng Sect Master, and he clenched his teeth fiercely, "I was too impulsive just now. This is my compensation to you." He removed the Storage Ring from his finger and handed it to Qin Yushen. He dared not fight because he felt that once he started, he would never be able to leave the stage. Despite the hatred boiling inside him toward Song Yan Ning, he had no choice but to suppress it.
"Can it be true? The Mo Feng Sect Master is giving in without even a fight?"
"Today has truly been an eye-opener!"
"Sever one of your arms!" Qin Yushen declared as he took the Mo Feng Sect Master’s Storage Ring, but he had no intention of letting him off the hook. The Mo Feng Sect Master wanted Xiao Ning’s life, and making him sever one arm was already showing mercy.
The Mo Feng Sect Master looked at Qin Yushen in disbelief, "Don’t push people too far!" He had already handed over the Storage Ring, which meant he had admitted defeat, yet the other party still demanded him to sever an arm—it was too excessive.
"Then make it two arms," Qin Yushen said coolly.
"You!" The Mo Feng Sect Master trembled with rage. Even bullying had its limits.
"Go on, take a moment to consider this," Qin Yushen’s serene voice sounded.
The Mo Feng Sect Master knew Qin Yushen was not joking, but if he severed his own arm, how could he continue to cultivate?
"I’ll fight you!" The Mo Feng Sect Master waved his Spiritual Artifact, a black-gold colored tower aimed at Qin Yushen. He refused to believe that it was impossible for him to win by going all out.
Seeing the small tower, Qin Yushen was slightly surprised.
The Mo Feng Sect Master sneered coldly, "Die!" His tower, known as the Soul Collection Tower, if one was enveloped by its light, their Primordial Soul would be captured by the tower. After he eliminated Qin Yushen, he would go and exterminate Song Yan Ning and everyone from the Sky Heart Sect. He wanted them to pay for Yijian’s death. He wanted everyone to know the consequences of offending him.
However, the next moment, the Mo Feng Sect Master was stunned.