Chi Yu heard a muffled grunt and looked toward the sound. It was a somewhat familiar face.
"Long Aotian! I'll make you pay for my junior brother's life!" Noticing Chi Yu's gaze, Taixuzi covered his bleeding eye and spoke with a vicious expression.
Before Chi Yu could speak, the silver ring on his wrist emerged and took human form.
"Pay with his life?" Xie Xiyi's voice rang out. "You?"
When Taixuzi saw Xie Xiyi, terror showed in his intact eye. Without the slightest hesitation, he turned to flee.
But Xie Xiyi moved faster. He reached toward Taixuzi, who instantly froze.
Taixuzi's eyes nearly split with rage, but he still could not withstand a gentle clench of Xie Xiyi's hand. He turned into a mist of blood.
Xie Xiyi also caught his Nascent Soul Spirit and crushed it in his hand. He was that easily destroyed.
Chi Yu caught his sleeve and said disapprovingly, "Senior Brother Xuanji, you haven't recovered yet. You can't use Forbidden Curses again."
Xie Xiyi said, "His five-hundred-year sentence was over. It was time for me to kill him."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a tremendous sound rang out.
It was an indescribable sound, like the ringing of a bowl, carrying a tremendous vibration. Even cultivators with profound cultivation could not withstand it, and blood seeped from many people's mouths, ears, and noses.
Xie Xiyi drew Chi Yu into his arms, shielding his temples with a pair of icy hands. When the bowl's ringing reached him, it vanished without a trace, like droplets merging into a lake.
It was too late. The mighty figures of the Immortal Sect stopped arguing.
"Hahahaha, it really was true." Demon Venerable Ye Shang's gaze was feverish. Wu Yunsu, blood streaming from his mouth and nose after the ringing struck