Whoosh! A flash of sword light swept by, and Shen Yufeng retreated with his whole body, yet wounds still covered him, blood continuously seeping out. I immediately cast the Spirit-Absorbing Art, and his energy began draining away at once. Startled, he cursed, "Heretical art!" before hurriedly turning to flee!
But by then, I was already like a maggot clinging to a bone, leaving him no chance to escape. After forcibly using the Spirit-Absorbing Art to absorb his energy two or three times in succession, his vital energy rapidly depleted. Realizing he could no longer win, he immediately began begging for mercy. "Brother, Shen was blind and failed to recognize Mount Tai, and actually provoked you. For the sake of Lingyun Sword Manor, could you please let me go? I absolutely won't mention this after I return, nor will I let my fellow disciples from the sword manor come looking for revenge!"
"Hehe, other than your death, there's no other way. You killed too many innocents." I released the Spirit-Absorbing Art without mercy. In the next instant, his Dao body vanished into thin air, leaving only his ethereal body to continue fleeing!
After collecting his sword radiance and treasures, the Spirit-Absorbing Art quickly caught up with him as he fled. After draining his ethereal body several more times, I sealed him inside the Soul Urn, planning to interrogate him after we found somewhere to settle down.
Zi Qingyun had already used the Bloodshed Lotus to capture the ethereal bodies of two Ninth-Tribulation True Immortals. At that moment, only the two disciples who had followed us earlier, but had been thrown far behind, remained.
"Thank you, Senior, for saving our lives. We husband and wife have nothing to repay you with. How about, Senior... perhaps you could take our daughter..." After I