"Release him!"
A calm voice permeated the room, as the four men's gaze abruptly turned towards the back. Their expressions immediately changed upon seeing Ye Luo walking in.
With a thud, Chen Yaowen collapsed on the ground. The faces of the four Innate Late Stage masters were extremely grave, their eyes filled with fear as they looked at Ye Luo.
They had witnessed this man's terror just yesterday and had not expected to encounter Ye Luo again today.
Ye Luo's eyes swept coldly over the four men as he flipped his wrist, and the Lingyun Sword appeared in his hand.
Whoosh!
A flash of sword light, and before the four men could defend themselves, their throats were slashed. Blood spurted from their necks as they fell to the ground in unison, lifeless.
To Ye Luo, killing four Innate Late Stage masters with a single sword strike was as easy as stepping on ants, posing no challenge whatsoever.