"Rumble!"
As Lu Yuanguan struck out with a palm, a Giant Sky-Propping Palm appeared out of thin air.
A cold smile played at the corner of Lu Yuanguan's mouth.
It seemed he was doing it on purpose. Instead of killing the Feiyu Sect Disciples cleanly and swiftly, he first pinned them down, then let the giant palm descend slowly.
He wanted those arrogant, overbearing Feiyu Sect Disciples to truly feel the despair of facing their imminent deaths, watching helplessly as they were crushed to dust, utterly powerless to resist!
Lu Yuanguan was clearly venting his anger.
He didn't want those Feiyu Sect Disciples to die too quickly...
Three thousand miles away, a towering mountain peak rose into the clouds. Surrounded by ancient pines and verdant cypresses, with waterfalls cascading and streams flowing, monkeys leaping and cranes dancing, it was truly a scene of breathtaking beauty, like a fairyland.
At the summit of the mountain stood a pavilion.
On the broad open space in front of it, several graceful women danced lightly, their movements elegant and enchanting, their beauty captivating. They looked like fairies descended into the mortal world, dancing amid humanity!
The melodious sounds of strings and flutes echoed around the mountaintop, where several female cultivators played zithers and flutes nearby, their music drifting like celestial melodies.
This scene was truly one of life's greatest pleasures!
"Good, good! The music is lovely, and the dancing is even lovelier!"
Just then, a voice of approval rang out from inside the pavilion.
A man dressed in fine clothes, with a somewhat foolish look about him, was staring fixedly at the dancing women, his eyes shining. His throat bobbed for no apparent reason, his expression unusually excited, and his gaze was filled with undisguised hunger.
The man also had a pretty