The grotto-heaven Ye Jingcheng had brought this time was one he had found in Heavenly Severance Valley in the Mortal Realm. It contained a top-grade fifth-stage spirit vein. Though not particularly vast, it was comparable in size to more than half the former Yan Kingdom.
Ye Jingcheng landed on its spirit mountain. The three members of the Jade Soul Race had already had their true essence sealed and were bound to pillars.
They watched Ye Jingcheng in terror, but did not struggle free.
They knew Ye Jingcheng would surely question them.
All they wanted was to stall for time.
The next group of sixth-stage Jade Soul Race members was already on its way and would arrive before long.
Their numbers would be considerably greater than those here now.
What they feared, therefore, was that Ye Jingcheng would strike immediately.
"I have a few questions for you. Answer correctly, and I won't kill you. Answer incorrectly, of course, and you can wait for death!" Ye Jingcheng said bluntly.
At these words, the three Jade Soul Race members were both furious and alarmed. The middle sixth-stage member in particular glared viciously at Ye Jingcheng.
Ye Jingcheng did not indulge him. His hand transformed into a tiger claw and shot out, crushing the man's spirit head. Escaping jade light scattered across the ground and splashed onto the other two, while his Soul Jade was crushed in the same instant.
"Don't look at me like that. I have no chance of surviving now. I don't mind taking a few companions to the grave," Ye Jingcheng said coldly.
At that moment, murderous intent lay bare in his eyes, making him resemble a god of slaughter. The two remaining early sixth-stage Jade Soul Race members felt their hair stand on end. Their spirit bodies instinctively tried