When Wenlong learned that their gang leader was an expert who had already survived the second-tier tribulation, he could not help being shocked.
He steadied himself. More than a dozen Boundless Realm experts were being threatened by just two cultivators of the same realm. Wasn't that a joke?
"Everyone, hear my command! Capture them all. Don't let a single one escape. Purple Robe, Old Black, Fourth, Fifth, Sixth, and Eighth, use your full strength to capture those two Boundless Realm enemies."
At Wenlong's command, everyone immediately sprang into action. Seeing that they meant business, the two enemy Boundless Realm cultivators were so frightened that they turned to flee.
But with six Boundless Realm experts surrounding them, it was already too late. They did not even dare resist. Doing so would mean death.
They could only surrender obediently. Under the encirclement of several Boundless Realm experts, the remaining two hundred-odd gang members also had no choice but to surrender.
In the face of death, they became as docile as puppies. They looked every bit as pitiful now as they had been arrogant before.
Wenlong summoned the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and brought them all under his control. Apart from the two Boundless Realm cultivators, he handed all the gang members over to Long Zhang to make arrangements for them.
He bestowed the names Fifteen and Sixteen on the two Infinite Realm cultivators. Next came the question of how to deal with their second-layer Infinite Realm gang leader.
"Boss, lure him here, and we'll swarm him and beat him to death with a flurry of clubs," Monkey Sun suggested first.
"No. Our casualties would be too heavy. Every one of us would be in grave danger," Yue Ming said.
Wenlong nodded in agreement. Subduing the man without paying a steep price would