The Blue Shirt Man had been calm and composed before, laughing and chatting as he looked down on everyone, every bit the lofty superior.
But now, he had been beaten until his nose was bruised and his face swollen, his flesh split open. Limp as mud, he knelt there in a miserable state too dreadful to behold.
The contrast was simply too great.
"I thought he was so formidable. Turns out he was nothing more than a flashy scarecrow..."
The Confucian Robe Old Man muttered.
Ye Luo earnestly corrected him, "That is only because he encountered my master, which made him seem so unbearably pathetic. If he had faced us instead... it would have been different."
The Confucian Robe Old Man froze for a moment, then deeply agreed.
Although the Blue Shirt Man's cultivation at the early Profound Darkness Realm was not particularly impressive, the Great Dao Law power he wielded could be called taboo—terrifying beyond measure!
"Not only was the Heavenly Prayer Law of Nine Heavens Pavilion restrained, even the Star Extinction Law of the Star River Divine Sect was restrained as well. No wonder Sect Leader Supreme had spent all these years searching for this sort of power wielded by Su Xuanjun. It truly is too inconceivable..."
The Nether King's heart churned.
She found it difficult to remain calm. This discovery was simply too shocking!
"I am merely a minor figure ordered to guard this place. Killing me will not help you in the slightest."
The Blue Shirt Man knelt there and spoke hoarsely. "On the contrary, if I die, the elders of my sect will learn of it immediately. The consequences will be impossible to predict."
Su Yi said, "Is that a threat?"
The Blue Shirt Man sighed bitterly. "No. It is merely a plea for mercy."