"Mas... Master!"
Zhou Tong's hoarse voice carried endless despair, wrenching at the heart of anyone who heard it.
"You bastards, what exactly did you do to him?"
Ying Xuanzi's once sage-like bearing shattered completely. His face twisted as he stared at Tianyuanzi and roared.
Back at the Dao Sect, Lu Yunxiao had vaguely warned him about something. Yet even when confronted with it head-on, the fury in his heart remained impossible to restrain.
This was once his most prized disciple.
Faced with Ying Xuanzi's roar, Tianyuanzi paid him no heed.
He frowned slightly and glanced at Zhou Tong. With a cold snort and a flick of his sleeve robe, Zhou Tong's struggling body slowly stiffened.
The emotion that had just surfaced on his face gradually faded away, leaving him like a walking corpse whose mind had been controlled.
Only after doing all this did Tianyuanzi look at Ying Xuanzi and smile teasingly.
"Your disciple truly possesses rare strength of will. After enduring a hundred years of corrosion, he still managed to retain a trace of clarity."
"Hehe, I actually did nothing much. I simply could not bear to waste such a promising seedling, so I changed his loyalty to the Dao Sect into loyalty to our Yuan Sect."
Hearing this, Ying Xuanzi was utterly enraged. He had never imagined that his most prized disciple had endured a full century of torment.
"Tianyuanzi, you bastard, I'll kill you!"
His absolute fury nearly destroyed the reason Ying Xuanzi had maintained all these years. Though Tianyuanzi was stronger than him, he actually attacked first.
With a fierce roar, vast Elemental Force erupted from his body. Then he shot forward, his incomparably sharp offensive blasting toward Tianyuanzi like lightning.
Tianyuanzi looked calmly at Ying Xuanzi, an eerie smile curling at the corner of his