Just then, in the center of the town, a slightly portly figure rose into the air in panic, accompanied by a dozen or so guards holding talismans and Dharma artifacts. It was the town's Foundation Establishment mayor!
They clearly intended to escape in the chaos, but the power of the warship's formation forcibly drove them back, like moths striking an invisible wall of air.
With his retreat cut off, the mayor's face drained of blood, and sweat rolled down his forehead. Forcing down his heart, which felt on the verge of bursting, he repeatedly bowed toward the sinister warship overhead, his face deathly pale and his voice trembling beyond recognition:
"G-great immortals! Honored heroes! Please, please show mercy! We are willing to offer all the wealth and spirit grain our town has accumulated over several hundred years. We only ask... only ask that you spare this lowly one. Everyone else in town is yours to use as you please!"
Abject flattery all but spilled from his words.
Yet his only answer was a fleeting vicious gleam in Qing Jie's eyes!
"Noisy!"
"Once I kill you, it'll all be mine anyway!"
Qing Jie could not even be bothered to use the mid-grade Baleful Blade in his hand. Impatiently spreading the five fingers of his left hand, he casually pressed down through the air toward the mayor and his companions!
Humm-!
Terrifying True Essence far beyond anything a Foundation Establishment cultivator could imagine, mingled with the bizarre force field unique to the Great Five-Element Annihilation Demonic Cultivation Art, crashed down like a mountain!
"No-!"
The protective spiritual light and spirit artifacts around the mayor and his guards flickered madly, like a lone skiff caught in a storm. They failed to last even half a breath before losing all their spiritual power and