Xuan Zi had been patiently trying to persuade her, but she still refused to listen.
She even brought up her impending breakthrough to Soul Ancestor. Clearly, she had gotten a taste for that life-devouring evil art. His expression finally darkened.
He wasn't Bei Bei. Why should he indulge her?
"We'll remove the Brand, but first you're leaving this place. We can discuss everything else when we get back to Shrek!"
Tang Ya's pupils contracted. She seemed to sense what was coming.
She instinctively took half a step back and opened her mouth to argue.
But Xuan Zi gave her no more chance to make excuses.
He stepped forward and appeared before Tang Ya in an instant, striking the back of her neck with the edge of his right hand.
Tang Ya's vision went black. Her body went limp, and Xuan Zi caught her as she fell.
"Stubborn to the end." Xuan Zi sighed.
He pressed one hand to Tang Ya's chest. Dense, earth-yellow Soul Power flowed into her body, forcibly isolating the cold Brand from the surrounding Heart Meridian and blood vessels for the time being so its caster couldn't detonate it.
Then he hoisted the unconscious Tang Ya over his shoulder, shot into the air, and streaked straight out of Ming Capital City.
He had heard enough of her protests and hesitation. What mattered now was getting her back to Shrek. He could deal with the poison festering inside her later.
But Xuan Zi had barely left the Ming Capital area.
Behind him, two cold, viscous auras were tearing through the night sky at astonishing speed.
The Holy Spirit Cult had plenty of agents in Ming Capital. Using the Brand's last location before it was suppressed, along with directions from cult members along the way, Zhongli Wu had pinpointed