"Take the pill! Clear your mind and heal your injuries!"
Shen Shixi's cold voice rang out.
Sect Master Sun nodded. The moment he consumed the pill, the flow of his life force dissipating clearly slowed down.
However, even if he survived, his cultivation level would fall!
The Fallen Sword Sect was done for.
At the thought of all this, Sect Master Sun's cold eyes glared at Ye Chen, and he wished he could swallow Ye Chen's flesh piece by piece!
All of his hard work over the years was destroyed by Ye Chen!
"Milord, I have a request. Please fulfill it," he said.
Shen Shixi glanced at him and said, "Tell me."
"Milord, I want this kid's arms to be torn apart one by one! I want him to become a cripple and his soul to be burned with unbearable pain! I want him to suffer a fate worse than death!"
Sect Master Sun gritted his teeth.
Shen Shixi sighed and looked at Ye Chen. He nodded.