Chapter 38: Cutting Off the Tail to Survive

Zhuan Zhu, the great revered, swept his gaze over the numerous Silver Butterfly Sect disciples who had just escaped the ruins, his eyes narrowing slightly.

One of the disciples clad in a blue robe felt the space around him suddenly freeze as an unimaginable gravity engulfed him, immobilizing him completely.

Then myriad strands of fiery red Spiritual Power crisscrossed in all directions, transforming into ropes that bound him, and with a swoosh, he was flung in front of Zhuan Zhu, the great revered.

"Is this your direct disciple, not bad, eh?" Zhuan Zhu, the great revered, asked with a cold voice.

"Release him!" roared the great revered of Cloud Sky Domain with a look of indignation on his face. "Zhuan Zhu, this provocation of yours, do not think for a moment that I am truly afraid of you!"

"Oh, do you dare to raise a hand against me?" Zhuan Zhu, the great revered, asked without concern, his voice filled with counter-challenge.