Sea-Gazing Secret Realm.
Du Xiu glanced at the three members of Dao Tian Sect, who were utterly defenseless, and the corners of his mouth lifted into a cold sneer. "People from Dao Tian Sect are nothing special after all."
Hearing this, Liǔ Yán was so furious that he spat out a mouthful of blood. Even lying on the ground, he still pointed at Du Xiu and cursed angrily, "You beast! You can insult me, Liǔ Yán, but insulting my sect is going too far! If you have the guts, go take a walk through my sect right now. Let's see whether my Grand Supreme Elder will rip out your tendons and skin you alive, you vile reptile!"
Du Xiu struck out with a palm from across the air.
One side of Liǔ Yán's face instantly swelled up, and the curses in his mouth were reduced to a series of muffled "Wuwuwu" sounds.
Seeing this, Murong Xue gave a bitter smile. Although Liǔ Yán thought everyone else was worse than him, he still had principles. Even now, he had not forgotten to defend his sect's reputation.
However, Du Xiu stared at Liǔ Yán and slowly said, "You useless fool. If you don't speak, no one will mistake you for a mute."
As he spoke, Du Xiu bared his teeth in a sinister smile. "I suddenly don't want to kill you right away. I want you to slowly experience despair."
The moment his voice fell, Du Xiu shot into the sky, raising his serpentine tail. It transformed into something hundreds of zhang in size and crashed down toward the group of cultivators who were like fish on the chopping block.
A thunderous boom rang out, and dust mixed with flesh and blood flew through the air.
Hundreds of cultivators had no power