Chapter 167 - Let Your Freak Flag Fly
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He then looked at Nether Immolation War Temple and saw a few figures exiting it steering far and clear from the fight between Lord Whiskers and the elders on its way towards them!

“Oh no.”

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“Remember who you serve Commander!” an elder said as they closed in on Captain Zhang and Long Di.

This was the vice-elder of Nether Immolation War Temple’s Enforcement Hall. Accompanying him were a few disciples who appeared middle-aged. They were from the enforcement hall as well.

The enforcement hall was primarily made up of disciples who were too old to remain normal disciples but were just strong enough to make others comply with the rules and regulations of the temple.

They wouldn’t be able to do much of anything outside the sect, but here they could continue cultivating with the stipend given by the sect.

“Tell the boy to get over here!”

They appeared somewhat impatient, their breathing was haggard and rushed. Commander Da Jun was aware of what was taking place here.

Long Di’s attacks probably awakened the battle lust within most, if not all, of the disciples within Nether Immolation War Temple.

Though they were barely able to keep their rationality intact, their insatiable battle lust was both a blessing and a curse because of the effects of the cultivation technique they practised.

It was a special technique granted only to those who were a part of Nether Immolation War Temple.

“I’m sure we can talk about this!” Commander Da Jun wanted to end this without further bloodshed.

“We’re far beyond that point now!” one of the disciples pointed to Shidashi Mao, ripping several of their elders a new one.

Shu!

One of the enforcement hall’s disciples couldn’t restrain himself and rushed out from the group, making a beeline straight for Long Di.

“Long Di, watch out!” Commander Da Jun tried his best to warn Long Di ahead of time.

Before he could do anything else, the enforcement hall’s vice-elder approached the stalwart Commander in a flash and had his grip around the latter’s neck!

“Do you wish to die, fool!?”

D-Dum!

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