The crowd around began to panic.
After all, these two thousand cultivators were trained elites, whereas the surrounding people might have some experts among them, but they were just trying to save themselves, and those with lesser cultivation could not withstand the impact of these two thousand cultivators!
Suddenly, the crowd started retreating slowly, fearing that Ye Luo would fight against these two thousand cultivators and they might get caught in the crossfire.
Surprisingly, these two thousand people stood quietly in front of Ye Luo, in neat formation, not showing any sign of attacking.
"Why are you still standing there? Kill him for me!" the Senior Brother roared in fury, as demonic qi surged from him, sustaining him through resentment and the power of his Heart Demon, with his vitality all but gone.
Inside him, only slaughter remained.
"Sorry, Senior Brother, you're no longer our senior brother, and we won't follow your orders!" a disciple suddenly said.
