Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Niu Er was venting Ye Zhen's anger and establishing his authority at the same time. He swung his arm in a full circle, putting all his strength into each slap.
With just one slap, Golden Jade Hall's chief steward, Wang Tianrui, spat out a large tooth!
He counted as he slapped.
By the time he counted to ten, Wang Tianrui, a Creation Realm Divine Being, had lost four teeth to Niu Er's slaps. His entire face was swollen like a pig's head.
All the Five Immortals Sect disciples watching were awe-stricken.
The Creation Realm disciples were no exception.
In truth, even after taking ten full-force slaps from Niu Er, Wang Tianrui would merely be swollen. Once it was over, he only needed to circulate his spiritual power, and within less than half an hour, he would recover completely.
But what about his dignity?
No matter which Creation Realm Divine Being it was, being slapped like this in public meant losing all face. How could he continue to carry himself afterward?
This was far worse than being beaten black and blue!
Though the punishment was ten slaps, Niu Er did not give him even half a slap more.
Once the ten slaps were done, Niu Er withdrew to Ye Zhen's side, clutching his reddened palm with an excited look on his face.
Wang Tianrui's eyes were wide with hatred as he glared at Ye Zhen, wishing he could devour him alive.
Yet no matter how he struggled, he could not break free from the azure chains binding him.
Now that the slapping was over, Wang Tianrui pressed his bloodied lips tightly together and began thinking about how to reclaim his dignity, how to retaliate.
Whether against Ye Zhen or Niu Er.
Wang Tianrui naturally understood that, given