"So if the person is in a Golden Core Realm, they can rewrite our core beliefs and memories." San Ji scratched the back of his head with a confused look on his face. "Is that even possible?"
The other four, including the pervy old man, Qiuan Yu, looked at him with a blank look on their faces.
Hong Mei rolled her eyes and tightly wrapped her fingers around the arms of the chair.
"And you believe these people have targeted our disciples and have controlled them?" With her teeth gnashing against each other, still ireful of the loss of an elder of her sect.
Wuhan nodded silently, making her snarl in annoyance, "I still do not believe your words. Did you come here to show this so we will give up the control of our sects to you?"
"If they can control us, why have they not directly targeted us, the sect leaders?" XingJian did not mock her for her actions or words anymore, as she could sense her rage at the loss of the elder.
