The voice of the black-robed figure was extremely hoarse, sounding like the friction of millennia-old fossils colliding.
Upon hearing the words of the black-robed figure, Ye Youhun's exquisite body shivered slightly.
She mustered up the courage and said, "High Priest, it's not that I wanted to destroy the Wandering Village; their rebellion was too strong, and I couldn't spare their lives..."
She hadn't finished speaking.
The black-robed figure extended his left arm from under the robe, gripping Ye Youhun's throat tightly.
The left arm of the black-robed figure was extremely thin and emaciated, revealing no flesh, and his skin was unlike that of a normal human, covered in wrinkled and decaying gray spots.
With her throat seized by the black-robed figure, Ye Youhun couldn't breathe at all, yet she dared not resist with her Extraordinary Ability, clenching her teeth and pleading, "High Priest, I... I didn't mean to..."
"High Priest, no, Teacher, spare... spare me..."