Will Wang Yan do as the Second Rank Sorcerer says?

He will!

Indeed, Wang Yan cracked a smile, but that smile, in anyone's eyes, carried no warmth, only the chill of a devil. He directed his gaze towards those Seventh Grade Cultivators in the Cold Sect.

Seventh Grade Cultivators, those who can still join Cold Sect, are not very old.

In their early twenties.

Around thirty years old.

Some of the Seventh Grade Cold Sect disciples still had the innocence of youth on their faces.

"Did you hear that? The time has come for you to act. Now, start attacking the Ice Sect. All Seventh Grade Cold Sect disciples, attack the Ice Sect!"

"Do not retreat! If anyone retreats, they will die!"

Wang Yan's face was fierce, causing some of the disciples and Elders in the Ice Sect to change their expressions slightly upon hearing Wang Yan's words.

Wang Yan... has gone mad!

He really has lost his mind!

How can he order these disciples, even with innocent faces, to launch a suicidal attack on the Cold Sect?

One must know, these disciples, in the sect, are equivalent to the foundation of a sect.

Yet, Wang Yan completely disregarded this.

Instead, from the very beginning, he forced these people to attack the Ice Sect.

"Wang Yan, you!"

Even Meng Qian couldn't bear it and harshly reprimanded Wang Yan.

Wang Yan turned his head, looking at Meng Qian and smiled, "What's the matter? Elder Meng, are you considering withdrawing the Ice Sect Formation? If you withdraw the Ice Sect Formation, I won't have to force these disciples to assault the Ice Sect Formation. At that point, these Ice Sect disciples will naturally survive."

"But..."

"Elder Meng."

Wang Yan, with eyes like a devil, asked Meng Qian meaningfully, "Do you dare? Can you shut down your Ice Sect Formation?"

Meng Qian remained silent.

Shut it down?

Are you kidding!

Though keeping the Ice Sect Formation may lead to some deaths, it would be the Cold Sect disciples who perished.

Meng Qian might feel heartache for these Cold Sect disciples, who look as young as Wang Ye, being driven to their deaths, but that's all.

But, they are from the Cold Sect.

Not from her Ice Sect!

Meng Qian didn't have such a saintly heart!

Seeing Meng Qian's silence, Wang Yan coldly sneered, looking at Meng Qian with a mocking smile, "Look, you yourself are willing to watch these people die under the Ice Sect Formation, aren't you?"

"Aren't you a devil too? Aren't you ruthless? How dare you speak ill of me here?"

Meng Qian spoke indifferently, "No matter how pitiful they are, they are your Cold Sect disciples, not my Ice Sect disciples."

"If they were in my Ice Sect camp, I wouldn't do this."

In just a few words, Meng Qian left the elders and disciples in the Cold Sect camp feeling somewhat disheartened.

Previously, they had always dealt with the Ice Sect.

Feeling that the Ice Sect was in decline while the Cold Sect was flourishing.

Being in the Cold Sect was a far better experience than being in the Ice Sect.

But now, they realized, even though the Ice Sect was in decline, it was a true sect, a unified entity.

Cold Sect...

They, in the end, were merely puppets raised by Wang Yan.

Normally, Wang Yan could let them live well, but when something happened that required sacrifices, Wang Yan would need them to sacrifice and die according to his orders.

Even knowing it was suicide, they had to proceed.

"Enough!"

Wang Yan did not waste more words with Meng Qian but instead gave a cold glance toward the Cold Sect disciples he had just commanded, saying to them:

"You... won't go? If you don't go, you'll end up like those who previously disobeyed orders, gaining nothing but losing your lives!"

"What's so bad about losing your life?"

A Seventh Grade Cultivator stood up, appearing to be only about eighteen years old, and roared, "Anyway, the way you threaten others doesn't apply to me. I have no family! No friends! They all died! So why should I contribute to this emotionless Cold Sect before my death?"

After speaking.

This Seventh Grade Cultivator lay directly on the ground.

The other Seventh Grade Cultivators followed suit.

Most of these Seventh Grade Cultivators had just arrived at the Cold Sect and had nothing to hold them back.

They had little attachment to the Cold Sect, and Wang Yan's provocation instantly erased any remaining fondness.

Before dying, they were supposed to contribute to the Cold Sect?

They were unwilling!

In any case, the result was the same: death.

"Unwilling?"

Seeing this scene, Wang Yan seemed to have anticipated this reaction from the very beginning. He glanced towards the void and spoke softly, "Kui Ying."

In the void.

A person stepped forward.

This person was Wang Yan's secret disciple.

He was also the one who had been supplying Wang Yan with intelligence.

Kui Ying.

Kui Ying, upon appearing, bowed slightly toward Wang Yan. His expression wasn't much different from Wang Yan's; whether speaking or handling matters, he showed no emotion: "As you command, my master."

Wang Yan didn't issue any orders.

But Kui Ying, from the moment he appeared, knew what to do.

The gestures between Wang Yan and Kui Ying instantly filled the hearts of those lying Seventh Grade Cultivators with a sense of foreboding.

In the next second.

Kui Ying's pupils radiated a crimson glow.

That eerie red, upon filling Kui Ying's pupils, caused those Seventh Grade Cultivators, who had been lying on the ground inscribed with "resistance," to rise like puppets.

Their eyes became vacant.

They seemed to be living corpses.

Step by step, they moved towards the Ice Sect.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The stiff slogan emerged from their mouths.

Watching this, the Cold Sect's elders and offerings were filled with dread.

The Ice Sect was likewise.

Some Cold Sect elders looked at Kui Ying with apprehensive eyes.

It was revealed that besides planting seeds in their bodies that could control and make them explode upon disobedience, Wang Yan also had Kui Ying who could manipulate minds.

Immediately, a Cold Sect elder charged toward Kui Ying.

He intended to kill Kui Ying!

Being threatened with violence was one thing, but to be threatened mentally while unaware of one's own death was unbearable!

Upon seeing someone attacking Kui Ying, Wang Yan gave that elder a cold glance.

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