With a tremor of his palm, the Crimson Mist Sect's chief disciple spat out a mouthful of blood. She had not the slightest chance to use any of her cultivation; her legs gave way, and she dropped to her knees.
Li Su took the opportunity to seize her by the throat.
Looking at the prodigy now in his grasp, he nearly laughed aloud.
He had actually caught her that easily!
He had thought it would take some effort, but he had never expected this group of prodigies to have such abysmal resolve.
Li Su had great confidence in his own strength, but he was not blindly arrogant.
One sect's prodigies—one could imagine the trump cards they carried. They had countless protective artifacts and life-saving methods.
Once they had the chance to deploy them, capturing them would truly not be easy.
After all, he wanted to capture them alive, not beat them to death.
"Ah, you damned little devil!"
The Seven Luminaries chief disciple's eyes turned blood-red as he let out a mad roar and charged at Li Su without hesitation.
"Don't move. Don't move now!"
In response, Li Su lifted the female cultivator in his hand and grabbed her arm with his other hand. "Heavenly Moon Grotto may have a protection mechanism that keeps you from dying, but if you're merely crippled—or if I use methods that won't kill you—there won't be any protection."
"Oh, right. You already killed several hundred people just now. Surely you wouldn't care about killing one or two more?"
At Li Su's words, the Seven Luminaries chief disciple froze, coming to a complete stop where he stood, his expression terrifying beyond measure.
Beside him, the Dragon Waves chief disciple looked no better. He glared at Li Su so fiercely that, if looks were blades, Li