With a crushing palm, Jiang Yi seized the Thick-Browed Daoist. He drew in his True Xi and conjured several clusters of golden flame. With a sweep of his sleeve, scorching Ding Fire pierced the man's limbs, joints, and internal organs like red-hot copper nails, pinning down his Origin Gate and inner manor.
"A Sect-tier cultivator at the Twelfth Level of Qi Refining doesn't amount to much, either."
Jiang Yi descended from the clouds and dispersed his profound light. Recalling the thirty-six drops of Ren Water the Thick-Browed Daoist had unleashed, he found them utterly unable to withstand a blow-compared with Ji Fuyao's Unified Upper Origin Immortal Barrier, they fell far short.
"No wonder you've lived so long without managing to establish your foundation."
Jiang Yi shook his head with a soft sigh. As those words reached the captive Thick-Browed Daoist's ears, his already displaced organs seized with pain, and he could not help coughing up a mouthful of essence blood. He had never imagined that this bottom-rung Dao Child, whom outsiders called utterly unremarkable, had quietly condensed Supreme True Steaming. The might of his law power and the clarity of his profound light far surpassed those of a cultivator at the Twelfth Level of Qi Refining.
Confronted without warning by that palm, which seemed capable of upholding the heavens and plucking down the moon, he had not had the slightest room to resist.
Jiang Yi ignored the Thick-Browed Daoist, intending to interrogate him under torture later, and walked straight up to Azure Flood Dragon Consort Yu.
"You helped me hold this man in check and have rendered me a service. I shall specially elevate you to ascend to the upper realm."
Hearing this, the barely breathing Azure Chi Dragon and Cloud Chi mustered what little breath they could, prostrating themselves