Tian Jice's gaze fell upon Ye Qingchen. "Did you do all this?" he asked coldly.
Faced with Tian Jice's formidable strength and aura, Ye Qingchen showed no panic. Instead, he spoke with righteous fervor, "The blood staining their hands is immeasurable. Killing them like this was letting them off easy!"
"Good. Very good! You've got some nerve, boy!" Tian Jice was so enraged he laughed. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been this furious. Here in the Xuan Ore Cave, nearly all the disciples of the Heavenly Profound Sect had been slaughtered, and the murderer stood before him, claiming they all deserved to die?
Ye Qingchen wasn't entirely without support. Although he didn't know the full extent of Tian Jice's power, the mysterious woman had already acted. He figured dealing with this new opponent wouldn't be a problem.
But just as Ye Qingchen was about to call on the mysterious woman to act, her voice echoed in his mind.
