Seeing this scene, Wang Yan's expression gradually turned cold. "What do you mean?
If I don't go, are you going to use force? "
"Junior Brother Wang has misunderstood. Second Elder ordered us to do this. We are only following orders. Please."
The Punishment Hall disciple who spoke before spoke again, his expression still cold and indifferent.
He was like a second Cang Jin with the same expressionless face.
Narrowing his eyes, Wang Yan pondered for a while before finally letting go of the reins.
"Take good care of the people in the carriage. If there is even the slightest accident, no matter who you are, I will kill you myself!"
Wang Yan emphasized the last sentence, as if he was deliberately emphasizing it.
Mixed with bone-chilling killing intent and irresistible tone, it made one's hands and feet turn cold, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
The four expressionless Punishment Hall disciples finally showed a look of surprise for the first time.
"You go with Wang Yan, I will take care of the people in the carriage."
At this moment, Zhou Ao's voice suddenly sounded in Wang Yan's and the others' ears.
The next moment, Zhou Ao, dressed in a loose robe, walked out from the void and reached out to open the curtain. From the looks of it, it seemed like he wanted to see what was going on.
"Wait!"
Zhou Ao's hand had only reached halfway when it was firmly grasped by a powerful hand, unable to move an inch forward.
At the same time, a cold aura that made him uneasy like needles enveloped his body, followed by an indifferent voice.
"The one lying in the carriage is Xian 'er, your personal disciple."
"As a Master, shouldn't you personally lead the carriage, settle Xian 'er down, and stay by her side until she wakes up?"
Zhou Ao's old face sank, and with a little effort, he broke free from Wang Yan's big hand. "Nonsense, do I need you to teach me such a simple truth?"
"Xian 'er is this old man's personal disciple. It's fine if others don't love her, but this old man will absolutely love her."
"You don't have to worry about that. Hurry up and follow these four kids to report to Old Devil Tie."
Zhou Ao glared at Wang Yan and suppressed the anxiety in his heart. He waved his hand, and several strands of Astral Energy gushed out, slowly dragging the carriage into the air.
Just as Zhou Ao was about to leave with the carriage, his eyes suddenly narrowed.
Then, his wrinkled old face was gradually filled with disbelief.
"What did you just say?
You want me to stay by Xian'er and wait for her to wake up?! "
Frowning slightly, Wang Yan silently nodded his head and headed straight for the middle peak.
The four expressionless disciples of the Disciplinary Hall followed closely behind him.
"You got the Mysterious Yin Soul Pill?!"
A bewildered voice came from behind, causing Wang Yan's footsteps to slow down. He immediately turned around.
A pair of deep black eyes stared at the incredulous Zhou Ao. Then, the corners of his mouth curled up, forming a cruel arc.
"That's right. I originally planned to gift one to you. After all, this is a rare item that has a price but no supply."
"But in view of your previous actions, I've changed my mind and decided not to gift it to you."
Wang Yan's indifferent words fell into Zhou Ao's ears. Without a doubt, it was like a bolt from the blue, exploding in his ears. His mind was shaken to the point of disbelief.
After several seconds passed, Zhou Ao's soul returned to his body. He helplessly smiled and shook his head with a sigh.
He was looking at the big picture, so he stopped Wang Yan from looking for Li Zhenhai.
After all, one was a famous peak Star Refining master and the other was a junior who had just reached the peak of the ninth stage of the Star Forging realm.
Although this junior was like a Roc spreading its wings, soaring through the sky and unstoppable, the gap was too great.
There was an insurmountable chasm between a peak Star Refining master and the peak of the ninth stage of the Star Forging realm.
Even if one was a heaven-gifted genius with monstrous martial talent, it was impossible to bridge this chasm.
Therefore, when Wang Yan went to look for Li Zhenhai, Zhou Ao's heart only had one result: death.
Therefore, he had to stop Wang Yan. He didn't want to see a peerless, rising star fall prematurely.
Who would have thought that the result would be so unexpected? Wang Yan, with a cultivation at the peak of the ninth stage of the Star Forging realm, had killed a peak Star Refining master, Li Zhenhai!
He had accomplished a feat that everyone thought was impossible. He had once again created a miracle that belonged solely to him!
As Wang Xian 'er's master, Zhou Ao's actions had caused him to miss out on a chance to obtain the Profound Yin Divine Soul Pill.
"That little bastard, he actually let this old man miss out on such a precious pill."
Zhou Ao constantly complained as he used his star power to pull the carriage across the sky.
But when he saw the curtain fluttering in the strong astral winds, as well as that faintly discernible and delicate face.
A pair of weather-beaten eyes flashed with a crafty light.
"If you don't give it to this old man, can't this old man obtain it through other means?"
"Heh heh, this old man is worthy of being an extremely intelligent person …"
Zhou Ao subconsciously rubbed the top of his head. His smile faded and he vigilantly looked around, as if he was afraid that someone would see his actions just now.
… …
Once again arriving at the Punishment Hall, Wang Yan was no longer as curious or fearful as the first time.
There was only indifference, and even some disdain.
The first time Tie Leng Xue had met him, he had acted so pretentiously. It could be said that Tie Leng Xue had given him a show of strength.
If Zhou Ao hadn't been present at that time, then he feared that he would have been forced by Tie Leng Xue's tyrannical power and done some things that went against his will.
"Second Elder, Wang Yan has been brought here."
The four Punishment Hall disciples respectfully knelt on the ground, and the leader spoke again.
Wang Yan saw everything, and he couldn't help but admire Tie Leng Xue's methods.
At least in terms of managing his own disciples, Tie Leng Xue was considered an expert.
"Got it, you guys can leave for now."
A gloomy voice came out from the dark and empty Punishment Hall, spreading through the air like a muffled thunder.
If one were to observe carefully, they would notice that wherever the sound wave passed, small ripples would appear in the space.
"Yes."
After the four Punishment Hall disciples left, Tie Leng Xue's voice was heard. "Come in."
His voice was filled with an irresistible tone, as if he was giving an order.
Wang Yan frowned slightly, but he still walked into the pitch-black Punishment Hall in the end.
"You killed Li Zhen Hai?"
The gloomy voice reverberated in the empty Punishment Hall for a long time.
The two rows of candles flickered and flickered, but there was no sign of Tie Leng Xue.
It was as if he wasn't in the Punishment Hall at all, but hundreds of kilometers away, communicating with Wang Yan through his soul.
"Yes."
Wang Yan's reply was simple and clear, neither servile nor overbearing.
Immediately, the air froze, and there was a hint of killing intent.
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