Though the Asura Seven Treasures had not been fully gathered, what Yue'er had learned was truly no small matter. How could the Asura of old possibly have been unable to challenge those above her level?
As for Cultivators of the same rank, it would not be an exaggeration to say she could capture them as easily as reaching out her hand.
The Middle-aged Man surnamed Lu had taken a punch from Lin Xuan, and his injuries had never recovered in the first place. He wanted to leave this place, but Yue'er cut him off. After a few exchanges, he was bound hand and foot, ending up much the same as the Robe-Clad Elder.
The two senior and junior brothers exchanged a glance, their faces filled with bitter smiles. The two of them were, in any case, Tribulation Transcendence Stage Cultivators. In the Yutong Realm, though they could not be called the very topmost figures, they still possessed considerable status.
Calling them overlords of a region would not be too much.
Yet today, after only a few exchanges, they had been subdued.
There was no describing how stifled and aggrieved the two felt.
Could the Yunxia Sect truly be destroyed here?
The Robe-Clad Elder was still bitterly pondering a way to escape, but the Middle-aged Man surnamed Lu, as the junior brother, had a far more explosive temper. He stiffened his neck and said, "If you want to kill or butcher someone, come at me. Those who commit too much injustice will bring about their own destruction. You lackeys of the Cloud Demoness won't come to a good end."
He had actually really been taken for a minor lackey.
Lin Xuan was speechless for a while.
He sighed. "Fellow Daoist, why be so irritable and impatient? I, Lin, have had no