After the Sky Dome Clan members soared into the sky, streams of black true essence surged forth, condensing into black javelins that shot toward Luo Zheng!
The Sky Dome Clan's use of true essence seemed to remain at the level of "visualization," but they had pushed visualization to its utmost limits.
Although those javelins were sharp, injuring Luo Zheng was no easy feat!
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
The black javelins fell like raindrops. Facing the torrential assault, Fist Radiance flashed from Luo Zheng's fists, and amid a series of explosive cracks, every javelin that approached him shattered in an instant!
Seeing that Jing Xuan, who was on the ground, still wanted to resist, Luo Zheng kicked out. With a twist of his arm, he seized Jing Xuan's two wings in one hand like an eagle snatching a chick and held him in front of himself.
The Sky Dome Clan members no longer dared to throw their javelins. They glared coldly at him, then began shouting abuse again.
"No one dares to make a move in our Sky Dome Clan!"
"Put Jing Xuan down, you've committed a capital crime!"
"It's still not too late to kneel and beg for mercy. Our Sky Dome Clan dislikes killing, but we can gouge out your eyes and have you atone in the dungeon for a hundred years. You'll still have a sliver of life left. Don't bring ruin upon yourself!"
Hearing these words, Luo Zheng could not help rolling his eyes.
The Sky Dome Clan's civilization was only so-so. Who knew whom they had learned these lines from? They rattled them off without a second thought, leaving him utterly speechless.
To others, these threats might have been quite effective, but to Luo Zheng, they were merely laughable.
"They're right. If you let me go now,