[Publicly blasted an Unlawful Cultivator of the Changling Wang Family at the fifth level of the True Source Realm to death, malice points +!!]
"..."
On the Light Bridge, Lu Yun remained in the position she had been pulled back into, her breathing somewhat ragged.
She stared at the corpse that had vanished into the Sea of Clouds.
Her heart pounded wildly. Only after several breaths did she stiffly turn her head toward the temporary employer beside her, whom she had just warned over and over again.
Her mouth opened, but no sound came out.
She opened it again.
Still nothing.
Only on the third attempt did she finally squeeze a faint whisper from her throat:
"B-big brother..."
"Did you actually listen to those three ironclad rules I just told you?!"
"Of course I did."
Ye Li sounded slightly puzzled.
"I didn't use a Magic Treasure."
Lu Yun: "???"
But you killed a Wang Family cultivator right off the bat!
Does not using a Magic Treasure somehow make that okay?!
She could not help roaring inwardly.
Meanwhile, farther along the Light Bridge.
Kong Zhixia stared fixedly at the purple-robed figure, her brows tightly furrowed.
That face...
She kept feeling that he bore an indescribable resemblance to the independent cultivator the Old Ancestor had previously shown her through a Divine Ability.
When Kong Chunqiu had shown her the scene, the view had mostly focused on the overwhelming might of his palm strike, leaving the face of the now-dead independent cultivator indistinct.
Even so, that strange feeling persisted.
"Miss?"
The Kong Family attendant beside her noticed her unusual expression and asked quietly:
"Is something wrong?"
After a pause, he lowered his voice further and added:
"This man is extraordinarily strong. Someone like him is exceedingly rare among independent cultivators."
"Should