Wu Chu had thought Minghe and Kunpeng would put up a desperate fight and resist to the end. Though the outcome of such resistance might have been grim, it was still better than obediently coming out to die, wasn't it?
Besides, they had dared lay hands on the Named Disciples of two Sages, Jieyin and Zhunti. That took no ordinary courage. Under such circumstances, they should naturally have resisted to the bitter end.
Yet they had actually caved.
"What? Not going to keep struggling?" Wu Chu asked with a smile.
Jieyin was furious and wanted to strike, but Zhunti grabbed his arm. This surprised Wu Chu somewhat. He had thought Zhunti should have hated them even more than Jieyin did.
Kunpeng and Minghe looked up at the Supreme Treasures suspended above the Blood Sea. They envied them deeply, yet could only swallow hard in silence. These people truly had far too many treasures!
Kunpeng withdrew his gaze, gave a light cough, and said, "This dispute of ours is an internal dispute within Xuanmen. It has nothing to do with the Demon Lord. Since this matter involves the Demon Lord, it must be made clear. We never colluded with the Demon Lord. We hope our senior brothers will investigate fairly..."
When Kunpeng sent out half of Shiva's Primordial Spirit, Wu Chu only needed one glance to understand what Kunpeng and Minghe were planning. He sneered. "You think a fragmentary Primordial Spirit like this can deceive a Sage's discerning eyes?"
Kunpeng said, "His Primordial Spirit was shattered and dispersed in battle. The rest escaped..."
Faced with Kunpeng's blatant lies, Jieyin and Zhunti gnashed their teeth. Yet at this moment, neither stepped forward to accuse him. They endured it.
Tongtian chuckled. "This is the Blood Sea. Could it be that Fellow Daoist Minghe