From the corner of her eye, Yun Yun saw her unconscious disciple kneeling beside her, and gained a clearer understanding of the methods wielded by the powerhouse before her.
This powerhouse, who appeared to be a young man, had already become far stronger than she could have imagined.
The ability to instantly control a Dou Wang powerhouse with a single glance was something she had never even heard of before.
"Who are you? Why are you doing this to Senior Sister?!"
A young man dressed in Misty Cloud Sect disciple robes, surrounded by the imperial elite, stepped forward and shouted furiously at Wu Yong.
Yet Wu Yong did not even turn his head, nor did he spare him a glance.
The next moment, that fearless Misty Cloud Sect disciple truly died. Invisible wind blades sliced his body into a bloody mist.
"You have heard of the Poison Scorpion Sect from the Chu Yun Empire, haven't you?"
Wu Yong looked at Yun Yun with an amused expression, recalling an example to make his point.
Yun Yun froze for a moment before slowly nodding. "The Chu Yun Empire's former number one sect. It was destroyed by a mysterious powerhouse several years ago."
"I did that."
Wu Yong asked again, "Then do you know why I destroyed the Poison Scorpion Sect?"
Yun Yun shook her head slightly.
"Simply because I wanted to, so I did. Do you understand now?"
Yun Yun's delicate body trembled. She understood Wu Yong's meaning almost instantly.
He had put it so bluntly. How could she possibly fail to understand what he meant?
"I... am willing to submit to you."
"And her? As her teacher, you should be able to decide for her, right?"
Wu Yong interrupted Yun Yun and pointed at Nalan Yanran nearby.
Pain flashed across Yun