From Liu Zhenguan's standpoint, everything that had happened was clearly part of Purple Star Dao Palace's plan, and as the master of the Dao Palace, Pang Huanyin was the chief culprit.
He simply had not expected Pang Huanyin to be so outrageously bold. Breaking into his territory was one thing, but she had even dared to strike first—and before this, there had not been the slightest warning.
That fellow called Lu Yiye possessed terrifying strength. Had he not been severely wounded by a single slash, he would not have been captured so easily.
Pang Huanyin sighed. "Mountain Master Liu, you have misunderstood..."
At this point, any explanation seemed useless. She was rather helpless as well.
Liu Zhenguan snorted coldly. "Do not think that capturing Liu means you can do whatever you please! Do not forget, this is Mount Sumeru!" He suddenly shouted, "People of Mount Sumeru, heed my command! Do not concern yourselves with whether I live or die—seize every last one of them! If I die, make them bury me with them!"
Ying Wuji thrust the long saber in his hand forward, his voice low. "If you truly want to die, I can grant you that wish right now!"
"Do it!" Even with his life in someone else's hands, Liu Zhenguan showed no intention of backing down. Instead, he provoked him. "If you have the guts, kill me!" Seeing that the people of Mount Sumeru feared damaging the hostage and did not dare act rashly, he shouted again, "What are you all standing there for? Move!"
Pang Huanyin's expression turned cold. "If Mountain Master could be this unyielding when facing the Corpse Race, how wonderful that would be. Unfortunately, Mountain Master has used his toughness and persistence in the wrong place!"
After today's upheaval, she had originally felt rather