Settling the Cultists

Seeing that the time was about right, Yuan Ming waved one hand and withdrew his divine ability.

Only then did the people of Wuya Island gradually come to, their eyes swimming and their ears ringing sharply.

After Yuan Ming's round of torment, everyone immediately became much more obedient.

Recalling how they had inexplicably fallen into a nightmare earlier and had exhausted every conceivable means without being able to break free, cold sweat rose all over their bodies. At last, they realized what kind of existence they had provoked.

"Island Master Yuan... We failed to recognize Mount Tai before our eyes. We now deeply understand our own foolishness. Please show mercy. We are willing to offer any compensation," Ye Wuya said, stepping forward and clasping his hands in a bow.

After speaking, he kept his head lowered and did not raise it in the slightest.

Seeing this, the other Wuya Island cultivators also hurried forward, clasping their hands and bowing to Yuan Ming.

Senior Sister Zimei of the Suxian Sect pondered briefly, then swayed her waist as she stepped forward and performed a salute. She said:

"Island Master Yuan, this humble woman comes from the Suxian Sect, as I believe you already know. However, I fear you do not yet understand our Suxian Sect very well. I believe it is necessary for me to explain."

The moment the two of them finished speaking, Ye San and the others hiding in the distance were utterly dumbfounded.

The people Lord Nether Moon God had captured were actually the famed Wuya Island Master Ye Wuya, along with female disciples of the Suxian Sect from the Central Continent.

They had always thought they regarded this Island Master Yuan, this Lord Nether Moon God, highly enough and feared him deeply enough. Yet now it seemed that