The overwhelmingly rigid yet flexible Innate Gang Qi bound the two otherworldly individuals.
Just as Zhao Yun was about to increase the pressure to inflict a bit of pain and thereby extract more intelligence, the restriction of the Qi vanished from their bodies abruptly.
Both Zhao Yun and Wang Ming looked at the two in astonishment, as there had been no energy fluctuations whatsoever when they just broke free and shattered the Innate Gang Qi.
The Innate Gang Qi was a martial arts technique Wang Ming had acquired in his early years. Wang Ming's strength had once approached that of a Quasi-Sage, and while this technique now seemed quite ordinary, its strength was formidable for cultivators at this realm.
Yet these two otherworldly individuals had broken free effortlessly, causing Wang Ming to begin wondering about the world behind them.
Wang Ming was extremely curious about the cultivation system of their world.
"Who are you people?"
"Why did you plot against my Supreme God Sect?" the scarred face demanded in a stern, booming voice.
As he spoke, a snow-white bone slowly extended from the forearms and palms of both the scarred face and the person burned all over, transforming into a half-meter-long machete shortly after.
This process was somewhat eerie, easily causing discomfort in the minds of those watching.
Zhao Yun furrowed her brows as she watched; she was hardly frightened by this scene, but the spectacle still filled her with wonder. The cultivation system of the two people opposite her did not match her style at all.
Her gaze swept across the waists of the two. So that's how it is. Not only can bones extend from their palms, but other parts of their bodies should be able to as well.
Earlier, when the two broke free from her control,