"Have you had enough? Old man, do you still want to discipline me on behalf of this young master's elders? Do you still want to search this young master's soul?"
Looking at the battered middle-aged man before him, Lei Yanche seized him by the collar and lifted him straight over his head, glaring at him with an unfriendly expression!
As long as this middle-aged man said even one word that displeased Lei Yanche—!
He would not mind killing him on the spot!
After all, with his current connections and methods, even if the White Dusk Sect learned that he had killed one of their people, their sect master would praise him for acting decisively!
"I've had enough, I've had enough! I don't want to know anymore, and I don't dare search your soul either. Please, please spare me!" The middle-aged man dangling from Lei Yanche's grip wore a face full of terror!
He had thought that, with his early True Immortal Realm cultivation, he could easily handle this unremarkable young man before him!
Yet he had never expected that, despite looking so young, the other man's true realm was actually the middle stage of the True Immortal Realm—a full minor realm above his own!
Moreover, during their fight, the strength the other party displayed had far surpassed the limits of his cultivation!
No matter what methods the middle-aged man used, Lei Yanche could effortlessly break his techniques and counterattack with the greatest speed and precision!
Only when the middle-aged man realized that he was no match for his opponent at all—!
Did he finally understand that before Lei Yanche, he did not even have the right to flee!
As the White Dusk Sect's Second Elder who had cultivated for nearly ten thousand years, wherever he went in this region, people