Good Show Begins

Before the two Yao Clan Elders could recover, most of the Dou Qi that had already been sealed inside Yao Wangui's body drained away.

Along with his shattered bones and blood, crimson blood dripped down by his feet, gradually forming a pool of blood.

"No—no! My bloodline—my bloodline, ahhh!!!"

Yao Wangui struggled with all his might, his eyes already scarlet, yet he had no way to break free at all. Before this powerful soul force, even Yao Wangui was as weak and powerless as an ant, left to her to knead, flatten, and toy with however she pleased.

But Yao Wangui's struggling could not stop what Yao Wan was doing in the slightest.

After she had utterly crippled Yao Wangui, that boundless Silver-Gray Soul Power turned into a Silver Needle and stabbed straight into the spot between Yao Wangui's brows. After a burst of miserable screams, Yao Wangui completely fainted in the pool of blood.

"After he awakens again, he will go to Starfall Pavilion on his own and accept punishment. There is no need to bother with him."

Yao Wan's slightly cold voice echoed once more beside the two elders' ears, finally calling back their thoughts, but at some unknown point, they had been frightened into a body full of cold sweat.

"Yes."

As they nodded in assent, the two elders, Yao Wanchun and Yao Wanzhu, finally felt an especially terrifying soul force gradually leave their perception, which also made them, who had felt like thorns were pricking their backs and fishbones were lodged in their throats, secretly let out a breath of relief.

"Even knowing Young Miss was not targeting you or me, this soul force is enough to make even the current us feel chilled with fear."

Yao Wanzhu sighed softly, could not help shaking his head