"You..."
He watched Yang Xiao ignore his advice and stride toward Celestial Yang Peak.
He even said he was going to destroy the Purple Sun Sect.
Such arrogance, in Cheng Boxuan's eyes, was simply...
A death wish.
A helpless look washed over Cheng Boxuan's face. But then, he gritted his teeth and said, "Fine. If it's death either way, and a chosen one like you isn't afraid, what is there for an old bag of bones like me to fear?"
"Let's raise hell then! Master, your disciple will be seeing you soon!"
With that, Cheng Boxuan ignored the pain from his injuries and hurried after Yang Xiao.
Sensing this, the corners of Yang Xiao's mouth lifted slightly.
He knew that in the entire Purple Sun Sect, Cheng Boxuan was likely the only one who still held any loyalty toward him.
Everyone else, he feared, wanted to kill him to curry favor with the people from Medicine King Valley.
Since that was the case...
Then he would destroy this Sect.
Besides, it was doomed to be wiped out anyway.
