The vast scene was silent.
Even Li Da was speechless, not daring to make a move.
Though there were only three young people, collectively just a team of over three hundred, seemingly unimposing, yet their aura made this Dao Sect elder feel inexplicable dread and fear.
Instinctively, he glanced in the direction where Li Honglie and others disappeared.
But, apart from the vast wind and snow, where was anyone?
Chen Changsheng was right, they were just bait.
Once the enemy has taken the bait, why would bait still be needed?
Just thinking this, Li Da smiled bitterly.
Previously, he didn't feel it when it happened to others; now that it fell upon him, he understood that the ways of the Nine Sects were truly ruthless.
"Today, none of you shall think of living. When it comes to departure, it's merely about who dies more painfully," Mu Tianrui said condescendingly.
"You..."
Li Da was indignant, did this young man really consider him as fish on a chopping board?
