A wind blew through the mountains, but it couldn’t disperse the tension in the air.

“Kneel for now. If you dare utter so much as another world, I’ll execute you,” Su Yi said calmly.

Rou Yun gave up the struggle and lowered her head in shame, rage, and terror.

The jade-robed Yuan Shuo and the others’ expressions shifted erratically.

Yuan Heng stood not far away, and he coldly swept his gaze across the other Five-Lightning Spirit Sect cultivators.

Unlike Su Yi, he’d heard the name “Five-Lightning Spirit Sect” numerous times over the past two months. 

They were an otherworld faction stationed within the Great Qin, and their collective strength and foundations were roughly comparable to the Wrath of Heaven Sect.

However, Yuan Heng also knew that even if Su Yi understood that, he wouldn’t care.

“Miss Lan Suo, you can go ahead and speak,” Su Yi said softly.

Lan Suo nodded, then explained the entire sequence of events. 

The situation wasn’t complicated.

Not long ago, the Cloudstone Venerate was exploring a ruin in the Sea of Chaotic Spirits when he found a stalk of Emerald Ring Spirit Grass, a divine medicine. However, as he picked it, he encountered competition from the Five-Lightning...