"I, Yang Chong, the fifth elder of Northern Plethora Sect's Fifth Elder, will keep my words!" Yang Chong's eyes gleamed murderously when he finished speaking. Then, he looked at Duan Ling Tian again with a sneer before he turned around to leave.
It was just as he had said. If Duan Ling Tian was a Fire Worship Sect's disciple with a high innate talent, he would not have dared to threaten him with his family and friends since it would offend the Fire Worship Sect. However, Duan Ling Tian was merely an ordinary Fire Worship Sect's disciple with a yellow Innate Spiritual Root.
Even if he was threatened in such a way, the Fire Worship Sect would not do anything for him, especially when the other party was the fifth elder of the Northern Plethora Sect, a first-rate force in the Upper Province of the Dao Martial Saint Land!