Lin Qi spat out a mouthful of blood with a "Wah!" His blood punched through several floors, blasting one corner of the hotel into collapse. Out of nowhere, a huge pit ten meters across and a thousand meters deep appeared in the ground. That was only because Lin Qi had diluted the energy within his blood; otherwise, with his current strength, that single mouthful of blood would have been enough to destroy at least half of Dragon Mountain Imperial Capital.
Asi's body tensed, and he roared furiously, "Who was bold enough to do this? How dare they?"
Lin Qi looked at Asi helplessly. "Perhaps you should go take a look yourself? Five High-Gods died here. I have no idea how to explain this to the Temple of Punishment! Although I don't understand why the Temple of Punishment's High-Gods would bring a Punishment Legion to my territory, I feel there must be something suspicious behind this. What do you think?"
Asi waved a hand dismissively and laughed coldly. "They were only a few High-Gods. Though they could barely be considered nobles of the Ashir Clan, they were merely low-ranking nobles. No matter how many of them die, there is nothing to worry about! Lord Lin Qi, you need not worry that anyone from the Temple of Punishment will make trouble for you over this!"
Astonished, Asi glanced at Lin Qi's wounds and bared his teeth. "Your injuries... are truly terrifying! Hmm, don't you feel any pain at all? Look, your internal organs have been sliced open, and half your spine is cracked. Oh, great Origin above, these injuries of yours are far too frightening! I... I'm a little dizzy!"
Asi's body swayed. After staring at Lin Qi's wounds for too long, he felt an urge to faint. Though he too had