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Yang Hao, as well as the elders of the Blood Thunder Sect, were of course aware of Wei Changchun's character and understood that Wei Changchun's so-called "protection of the Blood Thunder Sect" was actually driven by ulterior motives!

Accepting Wei Changchun's "good intentions" would be tantamount to sending the entire Blood Thunder Sect into the tiger's mouth!

"This is outrageous!"

"It's simply too much!"

The elders were all passionately communicating with each other through sound transmission, but none dared to voice any dissatisfaction.

When under the eaves, one has no choice but to bow one's head!

"Sect Leader, I really want to fight him..."

Elder Le Wuyai almost couldn't contain himself from erupting.

"Fight?" Yang Hao said with a wry smile, "I want to fight too! But what do we have to fight with? Even if we all join forces, we wouldn't be a match for even one of his hands!"

If there were even a sliver of a chance of winning, Yang Hao might have dared to risk his life in anger. But now, it was clear that there wasn't even a sliver of a chance; risking his life would be the same as courting death.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Yang Hao humiliatingly stepped forward and said with a smile, "Cultivator Changchun, our Blood Thunder Sect is just a small temple; I'm afraid it can't accommodate a great deity like you..."

Wei Changchun glanced sideways, "Is that so?"

"Yes! Yes!" Yang Hao nodded repeatedly.

"Humph! What a piece of trash!?" Wei Changchun spat, "Offering you face, but you don't want it!"

"Sect Leader!"

"Sect Leader, are you alright?"

"Wei Changchun, I'm going to fight you!"

Several elders, including Le Wuyai, who could no longer endure it, drew their weapons and were about to rush up to court death.

"All of you, stop!" Yang Hao struggled to catch his breath and shouted.

Among the warriors and cultivators who roamed and slaughtered in the Demonic Domain of Seeking the Dao, there were not many who feared death! But even if they died, they had to die with value; for people like Le Wuyai to impulsively rush up to court death would be meaningless.

"Sect Leader—" Le Wuyai said with endless regret, "I'm not afraid of death!"

"Shut up!" Yang Hao scolded, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Hahahaha!" Wei Changchun laughed even louder at this scene, "Not afraid of death? Want to die? Good! Whoever wants to die, come over; I'll grant him death! Hahahahaha..."

Wei Changchun loved this feeling of using his power to suppress others the most!

"What have I been painstakingly cultivating to my current realm for?" Wei Changchun thought perversely in his heart, "Isn't it just for this feeling of controlling the life and death of others?"

"This feeling is truly wonderful, intoxicating!" Wei Changchun couldn't help but reveal a look of enjoyment.

"Yang Hao!" Wei Changchun looked down at Yang Hao, who was having difficulty even standing, and sneered, "I don't have much patience; I'll ask you one last time: will you accept my protection of your Blood Thunder Sect? After ten breaths, if I don't hear a satisfactory answer, I'll start killing directly; one person for each breath, until your answer satisfies me! If I'm never satisfied, then I'll kill all the men, leaving only the women! Let's start the countdown now!"

Yang Hao almost crushed his steel teeth.

At this moment, the choice he had to make was so difficult!

Whether the Blood Thunder Sect would survive or maintain its dignity depended entirely on his choice!

"Ancestors of the Blood Thunder Sect, what should I do...?" Yang Hao closed his eyes in pain; this "either/or" choice was too difficult to make!

"Sect Leader, we are not afraid of death!"

"Sect Leader, order us to escape! Let's escape as many as we can..."

The elders all communicated through sound transmission, and, surprisingly, not a single one said they would yield!

"My good brothers..." Yang Hao painfully scanned every elder present, including Xing Wu, the only female elder.

The word "brother" was a special kind of affection. Women could also be brothers!

"This Wei Changchun is an expert in the later stage of the Spirit Realm! In our Blood Thunder Sect, everyone is below the Spirit Realm... Escape? How many can escape!?" Yang Hao said with a trembling voice through sound transmission, "How can I bear to watch you die!?"

To escape was the same as death!

Le Wuyai snorted, "I would rather die than surrender!"

"Yes, rather die than surrender!"

"Rather die than surrender!"

...

The eyes of the elders were as red as blood, yet exceptionally firm!

"Eight breaths!" Wei Changchun's cold voice rang out.

Yang Hao finally made a painful decision: "Good brothers! Will you still listen to what I, this Sect Leader, say?"

"We will!"

"Of course we will listen to the Sect Leader!"

"Good, I now order you in my capacity as Sect Leader—you must not resist!" Yang Hao said, "For the sake of the Blood Thunder Sect's legacy!"

"Sect Leader..."

"Sect Leader, I am unwilling!"

Unwilling?

How could Yang Hao ever be willing?

"Brothers, let's endure this humiliation for now!" Yang Hao forcefully suppressed the tears of humiliation and said through sound transmission.

One must know that a man does not easily shed tears, let alone Yang Hao, the Sect Leader of the Blood Thunder Sect. However, today's humiliation made Yang Hao unable to resist the urge to cry!

For some warriors and cultivators with faith, dignity was countless times more important than life!

Of course, for those warriors and cultivators without integrity, dignity? What is dignity? How much does it cost per pound?

Yang Hao continued through sound transmission: "After we stabilize Wei Changchun, we will then find a way to find Brother Xu Ming to avenge us!"

Brother Xu Ming?

Brother Ming?

As soon as they thought of Xu Ming, the elders suddenly felt as if the world had color!

It was the color of hope!

And they seemed to suddenly possess the courage to live strongly in humiliation!

"Cultivator Changchun!" At this moment, hope also flickered in Yang Hao's eyes, "Our Blood Thunder Sect is willing to accept your 'good intentions'!"

"Hahahahaha..." Seeing the Blood Thunder Sect yield to him, Wei Changchun was extremely pleased.

Wei Changchun didn't actually care about a small force like the Blood Thunder Sect; after all, with his strength, he could easily pull together a force stronger than the Blood Thunder Sect.

He just wanted to see the Blood Thunder Sect not dare to humiliate him in front of him, yet be powerless to resist—this scene made him tremble with pleasure!

It was so great!

"Very good! Yang Hao, you have given me a satisfactory answer; your Blood Thunder Sect is saved!"

When Wei Changchun said these words, not a single elder of the Blood Thunder Sect felt fortunate; they only felt endless shame!

"Hahahahahahaha..." Wei Changchun became even more excited.

After laughing, Wei Changchun looked at Xing Wu.

Xing Wu possessed the contradictory flavors of "maturity" and "youth" at the same time; this made Xing Wu look particularly alluring.

Wei Changchun, a well-known lecher, naturally had no reason to let Xing Wu go.

"Come here, come to me, Xing Wu!" Wei Changchun beckoned.

Xing Wu's face changed drastically.

"Come here quickly!" Wei Changchun threatened, "If you don't come, I will definitely be angry! If I get angry, your entire Blood Thunder Sect will definitely not have a good ending!"

"Sect Leader..." Xing Wu cast a complex gaze towards Yang Chao.

The gaze contained various complex emotions such as humiliation, apology, and determination.

Yang Hao instantly understood what Xing Wu wanted to do—she wanted to seek death!

However, Yang Hao couldn't bring himself to stop her! He understood that for Xing Wu, suffering rape was a hundred or a thousand times more painful than death!

And Yang Hao also understood why Xing Wu's eyes contained apology. That was because Xing Wu was worried that after her suicide, Wei Changchun would be angry and thus be detrimental to the Blood Thunder Sect; therefore, she felt apologetic.

"Xing Wu..." Yang Hao's pain was no less than Xing Wu's; because he had to watch Xing Wu commit suicide, "You have nothing to feel sorry about; we are the ones who should feel sorry... It's me, this Sect Leader, who is too weak!"

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

After Xing Wu gave Yang Hao a complex look, she used lightning speed to draw her sword and commit suicide.

"Haha, want to die?" Wei Changchun sneered, "In front of me, you still want to die?"

In Wei Changchun's eyes, Xing Wu's movements were as slow as a snail.

Wei Changchun waved his sleeve, and a force of artistic conception directly enveloped Xing Wu, wanting to stop Xing Wu from committing suicide.

"If I don't want you to die, then you won't even be able to die!" A confident sneer appeared on the corner of Wei Changchun's mouth.

However, at this moment—

A devastating force of artistic conception directly covered Xing Wu without any warning.

The force of artistic conception that Wei Changchun cast collided with this force of artistic conception, like an ant trying to shake a tree!

Hey, brothers!

Women are also brothers!