Balu trembled all over, his burly body compressed into a ball, his bones creaking under the pressure. The excruciating pain twisted his entire face beyond recognition.
"S-Senior, spare me!"
Balu forced the words through clenched teeth, his voice shaking uncontrollably.
"I was blind! I offended you, Senior! Please, for the sake of the Earthshaking Thunder Bull clan, spare my life!"
Lu Heng remained calm and casually flicked his sleeve.
A surge of hidden force swept out.
Balu's enormous body flew sideways along the ground for more than a hundred meters, smashing through five or six stone bollards before slamming into the foot of the city wall. He spat out a great mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth and immediately lost consciousness.
Without even sparing him another glance, Lu Heng put the black gold ganoderma into his Storage Ring.
The entire street fell deathly silent.
The magical beasts of various clans who had been pointing and commenting moments earlier now huddled trembling against the walls, not daring to breathe loudly.
Magical beasts revered the law of the jungle. Their awe of the truly powerful was far purer than that of humans.
Lu Heng turned to the Green-Robed Elder sitting dazed on the ground and reached out to pull him up.
"Are you all right, sir?"
The Green-Robed Elder came to his senses and repeatedly bowed with his hands clasped, overwhelmed with trepidation.
"Thank you for saving me, Venerable! I am an outer court steward of the Ye Family in the Pill Region. I cannot thank you enough!"
Lu Heng gave the elder a somewhat surprised look.
The Ye Family?
The Ye Family, one of the Five Great Clans of the Pill Region?
But on second thought, the Ye Family had long since declined and could barely hold on to its