"Damn it, that little bastard Li Anzhi actually dared to scratch up my face. Linghu Lun, if it weren't for your rule against killing, I would have crippled that brat right then and there."
With a thud, Tongtian Yuanming slammed Li Anzhi hard onto the ground.
At that moment, Tongtian Yuanming's massive face was not only riddled with wounds but also oozing a greenish liquid — its blood. It had been injured.
Not just its face — its body was similarly covered in wounds, and its aura had grown noticeably weaker than before.
It was seriously hurt.
"Scratched up your face? If I hadn't arrived in time, you would have fallen into his hands," Mengyan Wushuang said with a mocking tone.
"Hmph, I was merely careless. Even without your interference, I could have defeated him," Tongtian Yuanming said.
"Oh? Is that so? If that's the case, then why not heal his injuries and have you fight him one-on-one again?" Mengyan Wushuang said.
Upon hearing this, Tongtian Yuanming's expression changed.
Though Li Anzhi's ranking in the Ancestral Martial Star Domain was below his, and he had indeed defeated Li Anzhi in the past.
But that was when Li Anzhi's cultivation was lower than his.
Now, Li Anzhi's cultivation had reached the same level as his own. During their earlier exchange, if Mengyan Wushuang hadn't arrived in time, he truly would have lost to Li Anzhi.
Even now, given another chance to fight, he had no confidence he could defeat Li Anzhi.
Feeling cornered, he could only let out a soft snort and say, "The outcome has already been decided. Why would I bother fighting him again?"
Hearing this, Mengyan Wushuang said nothing more, but let out a mocking laugh.
"You two, quiet down."
But just then, Linghu Lun shouted sharply.
He had originally thought that capturing all the Li Heavenly Clan members would earn him special rewards from Linghu Lun.
Instead, all he got was an angry shout. Both Mengyan Wushuang and Tongtian Yuanming were taken aback.
But when they looked more closely, they realized that the ones Linghu Lun was torturing were not ordinary people — they were members of the Chu Heavenly Clan.
Most importantly, their Light Runes were astonishingly bright — even... far brighter than Li Anzhi's.
"What in the world? What's going on with the Light Runes of these two Chu Heavenly Clan members?"
Mengyan Wushuang couldn't help but step forward and ask with concern.
"It's Chu Feng. That Chu Feng obtained something, and through it found a great deal of cultivation resources. They owe all of this to that Chu Feng," Linghu Lun said.
"That Chu Feng is quite capable. Where is he now?" Mengyan Wushuang asked.
"Isn't that exactly what I'm trying to find out? You two, quiet down," Linghu Lun said.
At that, Mengyan Wushuang took a few steps back and said nothing more.
"You two still won't talk? If I unleash what comes next, you two won't be able to withstand it." As Linghu Lun spoke, lightning surged within his palm, and the edge of his hand glowed like a blade, radiating a cold light.
"Stop, stop, I'll talk, I'll talk!" At that moment, Chu Haoyan was trembling with fear and couldn't help but shout out.