"Crack—crack!!"
The sound of shattering bones was ear-splitting.
Zhao Yuan Tai, at the Fourth-Rank Lesser Training stage, had both legs crushed inch by inch like dead wood beneath Jiang Bei's palm strike!
His knees gave out, and he crashed to the ground.
His skull was covered in bloody cracks like a ripe watermelon, as though it would explode the very next moment!
His pupils contracted sharply as he met those abyss-cold eyes, feeling as if the blood throughout his body were about to freeze!
A towering wave surged within his heart—
How could Jiang Bei have returned alive from Lanshi Valley?!
Not only had four Fifth-Rank experts been lying in ambush there, but the place had also been laid with a net of traps and layers upon layers of formations!
Even a Fourth-Rank Lesser Training cultivator would have had a high chance of meeting their end there.
Yet Jiang Bei had not only returned unharmed, but had suppressed him with thunderous force, leaving him utterly unable to move!
His cultivation was like a clay ox sinking into the sea; he could not even muster a thread of True Qi!
"My lord!!"
The others in the secret chamber saw this, their eyes nearly splitting with rage as they roared and charged at him from all directions.
From the imperial court to Qingzhou, the governor had given them an order: their sole mission was to protect Zhao Yuan Tai and obey his commands.
If Zhao Yuan Tai died, they would have no way to live either!
Yet in the face of their joint attack, Jiang Bei remained as immovable as a mountain, his palm still pressed against Zhao Yuan Tai's head.
He merely let out a heaven-shaking roar—
"Get lost!!!"
His voice exploded like thunder, warping the surrounding space!
A violent pressure