"Li Yao, even if you can kill me, there will be others in the Medicine Sect who will rise up and resist! Your actions won't win people's hearts!"
After Hua Ren struck down an expert with his palm, he glanced around and realized that only a few bloodied and critically wounded allies remained by his side. Despair welled up in his eyes as he cried out in grief and anger.
"Hahaha, a dying man like you spouting such tough words, what good does that do for me? Die." Great Elder Li Yao laughed, his demeanor full of smugness.
Whoosh whoosh!
As he spoke, several experts attacked, separating the few remaining followers around Hua Ren, and soon four or five people were surrounding one, plunging them into a deadly situation.
"Just wait, the Southern Emperor will come to save us! When that time comes, all of you will die!" A young man yelled in anger and grief.
In such a moment of despair, he pinned his last hopes on the Southern Emperor.
