Lord of All Races

The leading Nascent Soul said in a trembling voice, "Y-yes."

True Lord Mingxu asked, "Then why didn't the Fish Demon devour you?"

The Nascent Soul fell silent.

"Speak!" True Lord Mingxu raised his voice. The Azure Nether Sword hovered before him, its Sword Tip aimed at that Nascent Soul.

That Nascent Soul's Facial Expression turned deathly pale. His lips moved, but he did not dare speak.

Gong Qianyu stroked his beard and said mildly, "The five of you had your fleshly bodies destroyed, yet your Nascent Souls still remain. If that Fish Demon wanted to kill you, it would be Easy as Flipping a Hand. Since he did not kill you, he must have some scheme. Tell us, and perhaps we can preserve your lives."

The five Nascent Souls looked at one another, yet none of them was willing to speak.

Shui Wuhen gave a cold Hmph. "Refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit. Since you won't talk, don't blame us for being impolite."

He raised his hand, and a strand of Water Spirit Power transformed into an invisible great hand, grabbing the one-armed Nascent Soul and lifting him into midair.

"Speak!" Shui Wuhen shouted sternly.

The one-armed Nascent Soul convulsed all over from the pain, yet he gritted his teeth and said, "I... I can't say..."

The force in Shui Wuhen's hand increased. The one-armed Nascent Soul screamed miserably, and the light of his Nascent Soul dimmed somewhat.

"You won't speak? Then I'll refine you!" Shui Wuhen took a Jade Bottle from his Storage Bag and aimed the mouth of the bottle at the one-armed Nascent Soul. "A Nascent Soul refined into pills may not compare to a Spirit Transformation Fruit, but it is still a great supplement."

The one-armed Nascent Soul looked at the Jade Bottle, his