"You beast! You actually dared to do this! Today, this old monk will send you to see the Buddha Ancestor!"
With that, he leaped straight into the air and charged at Yin Jiuzhu, striking toward him with his palm.
That palm strike carried immense force, as though it intended to kill Yin Jiuzhu on the spot.
Yet Yin Jiuzhu did not care in the slightest when he saw this.
He casually threw a punch in return.
Bang!
Crack... crack...
In an instant, the man's arm was shattered.
"Ah..."
A miserable scream rang out. At the same time, miserable screams also came from several nearby courtyards.
Yin Jiuzhu casually wiped his hand before speaking.
"Pass down the order. Cripple these old fellows' cultivation and send them to the Sky Eagle Cult.
Also, notify my uncle and tell him to come up and move the loot.
Oh, right. Clean up those corpses and burn them all together.
There are quite a few of them. It would be bad if they ended up causing a plague!"
Upon hearing this, the Deputy General respectfully replied,
"Yes, Lord!"
Just then, a soldier suddenly ran in from outside and respectfully reported,
"Report... Lord, three more old monks have been discovered at the rear mountain.
However, these three old monks are extremely powerful.
If not for the Hardening Technique, the brothers who went there might not have made it back.
Though they did return, they were seriously injured.
They will need to recuperate for quite some time at the very least."
Yin Jiuzhu raised an eyebrow when he heard that.
"Heh... interesting. I never expected Shaolin to have even more formidable old fellows.
Come on. Bring this thing with us. We're heading to the rear mountain!"
"Yes, Lord!"
At once, all five hundred men headed toward the