A powerful pressure swept over them, leaving Yang Lizhong and the others breathless.

"Senior, do you mean that the Wild Boar King we killed was raised by you?" Yang Lizhong asked.

"So you admit it now?" the old man sneered.

Yang Lizhong retorted, "If the Wild Boar King was yours, Senior, then I must ask you: it ate many of our Yin-Yang Sect's Spirit Beasts and even injured our disciples. How do you plan to compensate us for that?"