Yun Ding Mountain.
Xiao Ying's limbs were bound by a powerful force, unable to move.
"To think a protector of the Celestial Immortal Sect would stoop to such shameless acts, truly eye-opening." Xiao Ying coldly looked at the man beside him, sneering with disdain.
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man glanced at Xiao Ying and said coldly, "You wouldn't understand, the Celestial Immortal Sect has no choice."
"I indeed do not understand, but I do know that dignity is more important than life for a person. Without dignity, what meaning is there in living for a cultivator?" Xiao Ying said harshly.
The middle-aged man frowned slightly, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.
If not for the pressure from the chamber, he would never have resorted to such despicable acts.
