"He Zhan once said your face was as easy to recognize as mine."
Su Ziye looked at Jing Jiu and said, "Now I see he was right."
The kettle fell to the ground. Steam rose, turned into wisps, and entered the brown bottle in his hand. It was a rather wondrous sight.
The Four Desolations Bottle could devour all the moisture in the air. It was a formidable Law Treasure.
He was confident that, working with Elder Hua Yin, he could kill Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui in the shortest possible time.
But Jing Jiu had come.
Elder Hua Yin had died.
"Why say such boring things to stall for time?" Zhuo Rusui said. "No one else is coming."
Su Ziye knew he was telling the truth. The Profound Yin Sect disciples hidden in the underground river had probably all died by his and Zhao Layue's swords.
He had already noticed that Zhuo Rusui was slightly injured, and Zhao Layue's skirt was a little wet.
Zhao Layue and Zhuo Rusui were the two deadliest members of Green Mountain's younger generation. Besides, Jing Jiu was now Green Mountain's Sect Master True Person. With him here in person, who knew how many true experts of the Green Mountain Sect were hidden in and around Yizhou City? How could those disciples possibly have survived?
Looking at Elder Hua Yin's corpse, thinking of the disciples who had died in the underground river and of the Profound Yin Sect's history ending today, Su Ziye said with some sorrow, "I never actually intended to make an enemy of Green Mountain."
"You sent Tong Yan to the Western Sea," Zhuo Rusui said.
Tong Yan had gone to the Western Sea, and the Immortal Register in the Azure Sky Mirror had unleashed a heavenly tribulation. True Person Taiping