Zhang Zhengchang's body trembled again. With his experience, how could he not know that Yang Fei had set a prohibition within his divine sense.
In the future, at Yang Fei's slightest whim, even from a thousand miles away, Zhang himself would likely be immediately soul shattered and vanished like smoke.
Upon thinking this, Zhang Zhengchang lowered his head even more, lying on the ground, not daring to move.
Yang Fei, having set a prohibition on Zhang Zhengchang, rode the Green Ox and flew into the void, speaking indifferently.
"I'm leaving now; see to it yourself."
"This Mount Longhu Tianshi Sect will still be left under your control, but if you continue to manage it poorly, I might consider finding someone else for the job."
"I sincerely accept the True Man's command and dare not slack off."
Zhang Zhengchang kneeled on the ground, not daring to lift his head, and answered fearfully and respectfully.
