Yang Yan wasn't looking at this elder for no reason.
Of course he knew he was challenging the bottom line of the Ancient Abyss Sect.
However, this time Yang Yan not only wanted to avenge Xiaopang, he also wanted to see what status this so‑called Celestial Flood Dragon Saint Body of his held in the eyes of the sect's high level, to test where exactly the sect's bottom line lay.
"But there's one thing I believe you should all know."
Yang Yan bent down, looking at Sun Hai lying at his feet with a smile that was not quite a smile.
Sun Hai's mouth was overflowing with blood, and his eyes looking at Yang Yan were filled with a deep plea.
Unfortunately, his injuries were so severe that his lips could only tremble slightly, unable to form a complete syllable.
"And that is: when the lord wants the minister dead, the minister must die! You are no minister, but I am the lord. Now that I want you dead, what can even the heavens do about it?!"
Boom!
