"He'll be placed on the sect's death row first."
Shia's voice was cold, without the slightest hesitation.
"Understood."
Nox cupped his hands deeply, his gaze lingering on Alister for a brief moment before turning away. From this instant onward, that man was no longer an elder—only a sinner waiting for judgment.
Seeing that the situation had completely collapsed, Kale no longer wasted a single thought.
This mysterious young man was terrifyingly strong, and beside him stood an Intermediate-level demon lord whose aura alone was enough to suppress half the battlefield. If the three of them truly fought to the death here, the outcome would be unpredictable at best—and disastrous at worst.
More importantly, this was Skyreach Territory.
Their home ground.
The Infinite Beast Sect was thousands of miles away. No matter how arrogant Aemon was, Kale would never gamble their lives on pride alone.
"Let's go."
Kale gave the order decisively.
