Wei Zhongxing sighed. "I never imagined you'd have such fortune. Fine, I won't meddle in this matter anymore. Consider it my way of preserving a rare talent for Two Forget Peak."
Though he was at Xu Yi's mercy, he wasn't very panicked. He knew perfectly well that Xu Yi wouldn't dare do anything to him—unless Xu Yi wanted to die.
Take Xu Yi's attack just now, for instance. Its power had been utterly overwhelming, leaving a whole group of Middle Executive Elders battered and disheveled. And what had happened? Xu Yi still hadn't dared kill a single one of them.
To Wei Zhongxing's surprise, his words had barely left his mouth when a sharp slap cracked through the air. Xu Yi struck him across the face. "Did I give you permission to talk? Where are they!"
The shock of that slap surpassed even the azure dragon Xu Yi had summoned.
Who was Wei Zhongxing? One of the three Elders of Judgment. Above the Elders of Judgment were the Old Ancestors, who hardly ever concerned themselves with worldly affairs. The other two Elders of Judgment were in seclusion. In other words, Wei Zhongxing was now practically the Sect Master of Two Forget Peak.
Xu Yi had actually slapped him right across the face. Everyone was stunned. Wei Zhongxing stared at Xu Yi in disbelief, his eyes blazing with such fury that, if the flames had leapt out, they would have burned Xu Yi to ashes on the spot.
Slap!
Xu Yi struck him again, knocking out several teeth. Blood streamed down Wei Zhongxing's face. "Where are they?"
Wei Zhongxing was seething, his eyes filled with venom. "You'll die here."
Slap!
"Where are they?"
"I'll kill you!"
Slap!
"Where are they?"
Boom!
In his fury, Wei Zhongxing actually released his corpse. Faint