"Captain Ye, well done!"
"Captain Ye, whip this bastard hard for me! Let me vent this resentment properly!"
Princess Changle's words took Ye Zhen somewhat by surprise.
He did not understand where Princess Changle, always kind and gentle, had gotten such tremendous resentment.
Ye Zhen had not paid much attention before, but now that he thought about it, ever since Princess Changle had taken the initiative to intervene in today's matter, she seemed to have been deliberately targeting the Ancestral God Hall's people.
It seemed Princess Changle was very dissatisfied with the Ancestral God Hall!
Ye Zhen did not even need to deliberately control it. Little Demon's vine whips rained down like raindrops anyway.
And to outsiders, it looked as though she was doing her utmost to deal with Lu Gang's resistance.
This continued for more than a dozen breaths, until even Lu Gang's miserable howls had become feeble and his gaze unfocused. Only then did Ge Xuan and Yang Zhuoxiao, their faces livid, realize that something was wrong.
"We lost this round!" When Lunar Priest Ge Xuan spoke those words, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
Under the circumstances, Ye Zhen could only have Little Demon release Lu Gang. The instant she did, Lu Gang toppled to the ground like a log.
In truth, Ye Zhen had still held back in this round. He had not let Little Demon devour Lu Gang's cultivation. Otherwise, both Ye Zhen's and Little Demon's cultivation might have soared by a great deal.
After all, they still had to cooperate, and with the Ancestral God Hall's Lunar Priest present, neither side could let things turn too ugly.
"They really got off easy, those bastards from the Ancestral God Hall!"
Princess Changle's Soul Transmission allowed Ye Zhen to confirm that