The middle-aged nun trembled. When she saw Lin Yi raise a finger, she nearly screamed. The other two convulsed even more violently, breaking out in a cold sweat.
Even with the profoundly cultivated Lord Junwei blocking their way, they were still terrified to the bone. Their hellish experience seemed to remain before their eyes, filling both body and mind with fear.
"Dao brother, you've frightened them. These poor people—what harm would there be in sparing their lives?" Lord Junwei said.
"You see how pitiful they are now, but did you see how vicious and ruthless they were not long ago? They were determined to kill me. What Gu did was nothing more than self-defense and retaliation." Lin Yi replied.
"We were wrong! Please, Great Emperor Ye, spare our lives!" One of the three men broke down and shouted, tears and snot streaming down his face. He no longer looked like a powerful expert at all.
"Great Emperor? You've only just stepped onto the trial ground, and you already think he can walk the Emperor Path? Ridiculous!" someone beside Lord Junwei sneered.
"Lord Junwei, save us!" another person hurriedly pleaded with him, as if he had seized a lifeline.
"Dao brother, how about I owe you a favor? Spare them this once?" Lord Junwei said, looking at Lin Yi.
He was tall and powerfully built, wearing a purple-gold crown and a qilin robe. With a pair of violet pupils and hair cascading like a waterfall, he could be called heroic and imposing, like a heavenly king descending into the mortal world.
Whenever his eyes opened and closed, violet light flowed within them and wisps of Dao radiance spilled out. He possessed the bearing of an ancient emperor and was extraordinary in every way, each movement resonating with the wondrous principles of