In a clump of grass roughly two people tall, Li Yan pressed his palm against Su Qianqian's crown. Only the night wind blew ceaselessly around them.
Yet it revealed nothing of Li Yan standing amid the towering grass. Only a few blades of thatch kept brushing against his long robe.
After some time had passed, Li Yan slowly opened his eyes.
Li Yan had never considered capturing Xiong Tianba alive. Even though he had great confidence in his arrangements, he did not wish to gamble on the slightest accident.
One of Xiong Tianba's attacks had still grazed his body. The effects of that spell alone had caused no small problem to his soul.
Had he truly been greedy for credit, the one who had died earlier might have been himself.
Having obtained the information he wanted, Li Yan did not so much as glance at the seductive, snow-skinned woman beneath his palm. He exerted force through his palm, and a burst of power drove directly into her skull.
Bang!
Sadly, Su Qianqian had been trapped in the Dizhen Domain for so many years and had only escaped a few years ago. Her scorching, supple body instantly turned into a handful of blood-colored dust, vanishing completely from the world.
"So they had actually controlled a small sect, one that followed the Soul-Suppressing Palace with unswerving devotion. What brilliant methods. No wonder they hid there without being discovered.
"However... those two were utterly ruthless. They slaughtered an entire sect of several hundred people without the slightest hesitation!"
After conducting a Soul Search, Li Yan had learned some information about Xiong Tianba and the others, and he could not help but feel relieved.
This Xiong Tianba had escaped only with Su Qianqian and had not contacted the helpers they once had within the