Juliusun's face was livid, Immortal Qi around him wrapped in towering fury as he pointed at Tu Xingsun and berated him in a harsh voice:
"You audacious, heaven-defying traitorous disciple!
You actually dared to sneak into my cave dwelling without permission, steal your master's Immortal-Binding Rope, then turn your back on your sect and seek refuge with Great Shang's Shang Army, repeatedly targeting your martial uncle Jiang Ziya, throwing the battlefield into chaos, attempting to assassinate the Martial King, and committing a crime that reaches the heavens!
All the sect rules I taught you in ordinary days, all the original heart of Dao cultivation, you threw them to the back of your mind. You are simply stubborn and wicked beyond measure, unworthy to be a disciple under my gate!"
That torrent of curses left Tu Xingsun's face ashen. He lowered his head and did not dare utter a word.
Without the Immortal-Binding Rope to rely on, he no longer had the slightest ability to capture enemies. Knowing things were far from good, he immediately wanted to activate the Earth-Escaping Technique and burrow underground to flee in a panic.
"Hmph! Vile disciple, even now, where do you think you can run?"
Juliusun gave a cold snort, his fingertips forming an incantation seal. Several streaks of spiritual light shot out in an instant, directly pinning Tu Xingsun in place and leaving him unable to move.
Immediately after, Juliusun waved his hand. The Immortal-Binding Rope in his grasp transformed into golden light, binding Tu Xingsun layer upon layer until he was firmly tied up and had no strength left to resist.
Juliusun carried Tu Xingsun, who had been tightly bound by the Immortal-Binding Rope, and rode the clouds all the way back to Xiqi's main camp.
When the soldiers guarding the camp outside