As he spoke, he stroked his beard and let out a series of unsettling, sinister chuckles.
He had one of his lackeys put on a cloth mask soaked in a medicinal solution and go inside to drag her out.
The man went in, grabbed Xiao Yun's arm, and pulled. After several unsuccessful tugs, he tried from another angle, but Xiao Yun still did not budge.
The square-faced man waited outside for a while, then grew impatient and sent the other three men in together.
When the three reached the depths of the cave, Xiao Yun flicked a pebble straight into the back of the first lackey's head, dropping him on the spot.
The other three had only just reacted when Xiao Yun flicked three more pebbles in succession, freezing them in place with their hands still caught in their previous motions.
The middle-aged man waiting outside heard the disturbance in the cave, immediately realized something was wrong, and tried to flee.
Naturally, Xiao Yun would not let him escape. He reached out and grasped, and an invisible suction pulled the square-faced man straight in from the entrance just as he was about to leave, slamming him into the center of the cave. Before he could get up, Xiao Yun knocked him unconscious.
Then he opened his wisdom eye and examined the five men's karma. It was extremely heavy; each had at least five lives on his hands, while their leader was a murderous fiend who had killed dozens.
Once he had confirmed this, Xiao Yun fired five streaks of Sword Qi, killing them, then summoned the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and drew their souls into it one by one.
After absorbing them, the banner's surface gave off a faint, dark-red glow that slowly faded, as though it had fallen quiet