That guy had caught up again. Well, this was the mysterious sects for you. Pull out one radish, and you got the whole string. Kill one disciple, and a whole string of senior and junior brothers, masters, and uncles came looking for revenge.
Zheng Zetian looked at her. "You got here so fast. Don't tell me you killed everyone in the Yan family?"
"Zheng Yu" paused, then sneered. "So what if I did? You have time to worry about other people?"
Zheng Zetian shrugged. "I'm worried about you. You're done for. The Giant was always petty."
"Zheng Yu" clenched her hand and bent Zheng Zetian's arm into a right angle. Gritting her teeth, she said with bitter hatred,
"You little beast, worry about your own life! You got my senior brother killed. Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily!"
Zheng Zetian was sweating from the pain, but still forced himself to say,
"Hey, you people from Tianfu Mountain are being a little unreasonable, aren't you? That book was clearly brought back from Danxia Mountain by my grandmaster. You were never meant to have that immortal fate. You defied Heaven and seized it, so meeting calamity and dying was your own doing. Now, instead of keeping yourselves pure and diligently cultivating, you're taking your anger out on a kid like me who knows nothing. What, are all the divine techniques and treasures in the world supposed to be handed over to you on a silver platter? You're old monsters who've cultivated for thousands of years. Have you no shame?"
"Sharp-tongued brat! Still trying to twist things around? You think we don't know your grandmaster's real background? But you can save your breath. Once I start extracting your soul and refine it into a Soul-Locking Pearl over forty-nine days, I'll