True Martial Heaven.
Above the ruins of the Azure Profound Sect.
"Yun Shiliu, since you insist on remaining so obstinate, there is nothing more to say."
Su Lian of the Nether Palace's expression darkened.
With only a slight lift of her hand, three long Blood Spikes pierced straight through the bodies of the Three Sovereigns Dao Palace's three elders nearby, all charred black by the power of thunder.
Yet even so.
Not one of the three elders uttered a sound.
Clearly, none of them wished to submit to Su Lian.
But with a slight curl of Su Lian's finger, strands of soul threads gleaming with five-colored radiance flew from their brows one after another, straight into Su Lian of the Nether Palace's hand.
In an instant, all three let out piercing screams.
Behind them, Xu Chengling, bound by the Immortal-Binding Rope, finally could not bear it any longer upon hearing those screams. Already on the verge of mental collapse, he roared at Su Lian somewhat hysterically:
"Demoness, I'm the one you want to take away! Stop making things difficult for everyone else!"
Su Lian turned her head and sneered:
"Have you still not realized?"
As she spoke, she glanced around at the Three Sovereigns Dao Palace disciples she had captured, then continued:
"In Yun Shiliu's eyes."
"Your life is worth far more than theirs!"
"Even if you were willing to come with me."
"She would never agree!"
On the verge of breaking down, Xu Chengling shouted toward the Spirit Mirror overhead:
"Master, remove the restrictions on me and let my martial uncles and the elders leave!"
"Let them leave!"
"Stop trying to save me!"
Su Lian merely watched silently from the side.
Clearly, she still wanted to see how Yun Shiliu and the Three Sovereigns Dao Palace would react after