The young Taoist's agonized screams as he was crippled had yet to fade completely when Prime Minister Turtle's vision blurred. All he saw was a great hand brimming with divine light viciously swinging toward his cheek.
An outsider actually dared lay hands on me?!
This... this was outright rebellion!
Prime Minister Turtle felt utterly humiliated and furious, but he also sensed that the mystical aura radiating from the oncoming slap was terrifying. Its star source power was as abundant as a mighty river, and its physical strength bore down like an enormous weight.
This was the divine might that only a third grade peak supernatural ability user could possess. He absolutely could not meet it head-on.
Buzzz!
He immediately circulated his star source to protect himself and used the Immortal Wave Sect's ordinary Turning Step, attempting to dodge the slap with thoroughly mediocre movements.
But the slap was as fast as lightning, and its aura enveloped Prime Minister Turtle's body like a mire, hindering his escape.
Smack!
An exceptionally crisp slap rang through the Xing Family Courtyard.
That single blow sent several teeth flying from Prime Minister Turtle's mouth despite his being third grade as well. His left cheek became a bloody mess, and his body flew over ten meters. His skull, back, buttocks, and other parts bounced against the ground like a ball, slamming down six or seven times before he finally came to a wretched halt.
Little Prince Huai's mighty slap left Prime Minister Turtle bleary-eyed and dazed. He lay on the ground for ages before reacting, as though he had blacked out.
That slap also silenced the entire Xing Family Courtyard. Ming Quan stared wide-eyed, momentarily thinking that Ren Ye's sudden attack had killed Prime Minister Turtle with a single slap.
Beside the stone pavilion, Ren Ye