Liu Tong gripped Xiao Wujiu's hand around his throat and struggled desperately. The Yuan Power within him surged without cease as he fought with all his might to break free from Xiao Wujiu's control.
Yet he discovered that no matter how he struggled, it was useless. The man before him was clearly only at the peak of the Life Profound Realm—how could he suppress him so effortlessly?
Seeing this, Elder Wudao raised a hand, intending to dissuade him, but Xiao Wujiu stopped him with a glance. In the end, he could only sigh. "The experts of our sect should be arriving soon, and the people from the Yuan Sect should be here as well. If you attack him now..."
"I, Xiao Wujiu, hate being threatened more than anything in my life. And some things will never happen a second time." His gaze was icy as he slowly lifted Liu Tong into the air. "For a sect like yours, one that betrays its own and bullies the weak while fearing the strong, I'd like to see just how capable you really are."
The moment Xiao Wujiu finished speaking, the surrounding space suddenly began to writhe. One figure after another descended, every one of them radiating formidable auras. Then several more figures with exceptionally powerful presences arrived. They appeared to be the experts of the super sects.
Arriving alongside them was a graceful figure. She stood tall and poised, her cold moonlit beauty dazzling wherever she went...
But Liu Tong's gaze fell elsewhere. The people from the Yuan Sect had arrived. When he saw the newcomer's face, joy appeared on his own. He had not expected his sect to dispatch such a powerful expert!
His voice was agitated. Even with his throat gripped, he still struggled to speak. "Elder... Elder Zhao! Save...