"Where is Cheng Ji?"
"What did you do to Cheng Ji? Tell me, and I can grant you an intact corpse!"
"Who exactly are you?"
Abbot Ji Wei angrily fired several questions at Ye Zhen in succession. Though his questioning tried its utmost to focus on Ye Zhen's origins, his tone had betrayed him.
What Abbot Ji Wei cared about most at this moment was still the whereabouts of his illegitimate son, Cheng Ji.
As a father, there was nothing unreasonable about that.
This was also why Cheng Ji clearly possessed the ability to kill Ye Zhen in a single strike, yet had still restrained himself from attacking immediately.
With the devout Mental Power blessings of these Spirit Masters, as the abbot of this branch temple, he could use a secret art to draw upon a portion of the Creation Spirit Energy that only Creation Realm Divine Beings could wield.
Although the amount of Creation Spirit Energy he could draw upon now was pitifully small, the crushing superiority in the grade of its power, coupled with the strength bestowed by the Divine Statue of the Sun Moon Divine Lord, could still unleash astonishing might.
Even an ordinary Dao Realm expert would perish on the spot beneath the attack of this strand of Creation Spirit Energy he had invoked.
It was like a martial artist wielding a Flame Spirit Demon-Exploding Crossbow trading blows with one holding an ordinary hunting bow. Who would win and who would lose was obvious at a glance.
All he wanted now was to know where his son Cheng Ji was!
How could Ye Zhen fail to know what Abbot Ji Wei was thinking? If it had been someone else, they might have used the whereabouts of Ji Wei's son Cheng Ji as a bargaining chip.
But