With just one strike, Ouyang Feng let out a painful groan, followed by the sound of bones cracking.
He could be considered a man.
Several elders had originally gathered around Yang Yan, intending to comfort him with a few words. Unexpectedly, they turned their heads and stopped speaking altogether.
Because that figure had already turned and left, vanishing into the crowd.
He believed the Ancient Abyss Sect would handle the ensuing matters properly.
If they still wanted to keep him as their Saint Son.
He didn't want to dirty his hands with Ouyang Feng's blood.
The final outcome indeed did not deviate.
Even though several high-ranking members of the Yizheng Sect wanted to plead and explain, they couldn't withstand the dominance of the Ancient Abyss Sect.
The person was taken away.
The reason was that an Inner Sect disciple like Ouyang Feng couldn't possibly have such audacity; there must be someone behind him pulling the strings.
