Yun Che shook his head slightly. "To be honest, I might not think much of what little you have. Since I already promised Nangong Meng I would help her, I won't go back on my word. You can struggle, or you can use a powerful combat technique. I can wait, but I can't let you leave alive."
With that, he wasted no more words and struck, throwing a punch straight at Nangong Aotian's head.
At the sight, Nangong Aotian was utterly terrified. He wanted to dodge, but he found that his body seemed bound by an invisible force, leaving him unable to move at all.
In truth, he was not bound. Yun Che was simply too fast. Unable to dodge in time, he felt as though he could not move.
Bang!
With a dull thud, Nangong Aotian's head burst like a watermelon, splattering blood and brains everywhere.
Just like that, one of the Nangong Clan's foremost figures fell.
"You bastard! I'll repay today's humiliation a hundredfold, a thousandfold!"
Nangong Aotian's weakened soul emerged, staring venomously at Yun Che. A flying-saucer-shaped Special Treasure appeared in his hand, and he seemed to be planning to use it to escape.
Unfortunately, Yun Che was already one step ahead. He used Selective Grasping to snatch away the little flying saucer his opponent had just taken out and was about to use.
Then Yun Che curled his fingers slightly, drawing Nangong Aotian's bewildered and horrified soul down from midair and seizing him by the neck.
"Oh? You'll repay me a hundredfold, a thousandfold someday? In that case, I really can't let you leave."
Nangong Aotian's face turned ashen, and his entire soul trembled with fear. He could not imagine what kind of cultivation could allow someone to toy with a Sage Realm expert at will.