บท 1818: So biased

"Senior ye, sect Masters, the rules of our Saint realm have been passed down since ancient times. You can't change them just because you want to, right?" Ling Gusong held back his anger and said. Although he was angry, he didn't have the courage to fall out with these old guys.

"If I say change, then change. What, if you're not convinced, then let's have a fight? It's just one move. Whether you win or lose, it's up to you to change it or not. " Ye Wentian's eyes suddenly widened, and a divine light bloomed in his eyes. A monstrous aura gushed out of his body, and the jet-black sword on his back let out a clear cry like a Dragon's Roar.

Everyone couldn't help but take a step back, and those who were weaker even fell to the ground. It was only at this moment that they realized how terrifying ye Wentian's cultivation was. They also knew the extent of his love and protection for Ling Chuxi.