Now that he had a chance to beat up the Baiyue Cult Master, how could the Wine Sword Immortal possibly let it slip by? He had long wanted to beat the Baiyue Cult Master and had been sick of the sight of him for ages.
Sick of him though he was.
The Baiyue Cult Master was no weakling. At the very least, the Wine Sword Immortal knew he was not yet his match.
Smack! Smack! Smack! The Wine Sword Immortal showed no mercy, viciously slapping the Baiyue Cult Master across the face several times without holding back. The Baiyue Cult Master's head immediately began to buzz.
His mind went blank, leaving him no time to think. Slap after slap kept landing on his face, and the Baiyue Cult Master stopped thinking altogether.
The Baiyue Cult Master's mind was completely blank. He was utterly dumbfounded.
The king of the Nanzhao Kingdom, its citizens, its soldiers, and the followers of the Baiyue Cult were all stunned as well, staring at the scene before them in disbelief.
Many even rubbed their eyes, unable to believe what they were seeing. They were shocked beyond measure and unwilling to accept it. What was going on?
Their cult master.
Their invincible cult master was actually being slapped across the face in full view of everyone. They could neither believe it nor accept it. At that moment, the faith in their hearts completely collapsed.
Qing'er and Li Xiaoyao were stunned as well. The Baiyue Cult Master, who stood at the height of his power in the Nanzhao Kingdom, was being publicly humiliated.
If they had not seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed it.
The more he slapped, the better the Wine Sword Immortal felt.
The Baiyue Cult Master was a fiend of