"What? Not talking!"
Nie Yun smiled as he stared at the people before him and saw that no one spoke.
Bang!
With an explosion, a minister was blasted directly into chunks of flesh. His remains fell from the sky like a rain of blood.
"What?"
Nie Yun had not even made a move—he had merely asked a question—yet a peak Sect Master minister had been killed, and they did not even know how he had died. Everyone sucked in a cold breath.
Many of them had followed the Qianxue Emperor for years and had once met the Qianxue Ancestor. Even that veteran Ruler-level expert had not seemed capable of killing people without leaving a trace!
Too terrifying!
Before this young man, they felt as though they were facing an insurmountable mountain.
"Still not talking? The Qianxue Emperor hid himself away and abandoned all of you, yet you still want to be loyal to him. Very admirable!"
After killing one man and cowing everyone else, Nie Yun snorted coldly.
"You want to learn His Majesty's whereabouts from us? Dream on!"
A Half-step Ruler minister roared from the crowd.
Judging by his attire, he held an extremely high position and considerable standing among them. At his words, quite a few immediately echoed him.
"You may be arrogant now. We are weaker than you and have no way to deal with you, but once the Ashoka King finishes his investigation and takes action, just wait for death!"
"Haha, if you have the guts, kill us! But you will not fare much better. The great Ashoka King will kill you as well! You will beg for death but be unable to die!"
"His Majesty has already investigated all your details and submitted them to the Ashoka King. You will die even sooner than we