Above a certain Qiao Rock Island in the boundless Blood Sea!
Cheng Buzheng stood suspended in the air, a faint smile at the corners of his lips as he said coolly, "In my view, the Yellow Springs are your true destination!"
"Since you are in such a hurry, I shall send you on your way now!"
Before his words had even faded.
A point of chaotic light shot from Cheng Buzheng's fingertip, streaking toward Yuntai Half-Venerable at a speed surpassing the reaction of a Nascent Soul Cultivator's divine sense.
When they looked again...
A trickle of red-and-white matter seeped from between Yuntai Half-Venerable's brows and ran down his cheeks.
The vast aura surrounding him ebbed away like great waves flowing east, like the tide receding!
Yet Yuntai Half-Venerable's wide-open eyes remained fixed on the handsome young man smiling in the low sky.
As though he could not rest in peace even in death!
A sea breeze carrying a faint scent of blood howled past.
Bang!
Yuntai Half-Venerable, his eyes still wide open, fell straight to the ground.
Clearly.
Even until his death, Yuntai Half-Venerable could not believe...
That a Spirit Transformation expert would actually go back on his word.
And against a cultivator of a lower realm, no less.
Moreover, he had humbled himself so greatly and offered up his entire fortune...
Yet even that had not spared him!
Elsewhere!
Cheng Buzheng looked at Yuntai Half-Venerable's fallen body and mused inwardly, "Originally, seeing how sensible you were, I had intended to spare you once.
But alas...
I do not wish to expose myself too early."
"So I could only send you to the Yellow Springs.
Besides, I never promised to spare your life."
"It is not as though I went back on my word!"
Indeed!
Although Yuntai Half-Venerable had spoken