The white-haired elder led the group, walking at the very front.
The others were all comparatively young.
At this moment, a male disciple suddenly asked, "Elder Zuo, we completed this mission so smoothly. Do we have a chance to cultivate beside the Nine Yang Heavenly Pool?"
The white-haired elder snorted coldly and rebuked him, "Hmph! You really dare to dream! How precious is the Nine Yang Heavenly Pool? It is reserved for the clan's favored geniuses. Even cultivating at its edge and absorbing that pure fire-attribute power is forbidden! What if you disturb the geniuses cultivating within? Heavenly Pool tempering fears disturbance above all else! If something happens to one of those geniuses, even ten heads apiece would not be enough for you and me to lose, understand?"
"Yes, yes, understood..."
The male disciple shrank his neck in fright and did not dare say another word.
"Don't entertain daydreaming thoughts in the future. Living your own life well is better than anything..."
Elder Zuo said, but halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped short and stared ahead in horror.
A young man in Black Robes had somehow appeared before them.
"You... you are... urgh!!"
Elder Zuo's eyes widened. He had just been about to demand an explanation when the other party seized his throat, leaving him unable to utter another word!
"Presumptuous!!"
"Release Elder Zuo!"
The other disciples' expressions changed drastically at the sight, and they all shouted furiously.
They were about to attack.
However, Jiang Bei did not even raise his eyes to look at them. There was no need for mercy when dealing with people surnamed Zuo!
His body trembled, and a violent force instantly erupted, directly blasting those Chiyang Valley disciples into blood mist!
Not even bones remained!
Elder Zuo's face turned deathly pale at the sight.