Chapter 5079 — Are You Begging for Mercy?
The Blossom Guardian · Page 1 of 2
Before the blow could take shape, Wei Zhao, still healing Tang's mother without so much as turning his head, sent out a lance of Five Elements killing energy. The bearded man came fast and left faster—with a yowl he was blasted away, sharing the exact fate of the two mid-Foundation Establishment experts before him, slamming down heavily dozens of meters off and unable to rise again.
A dead silence fell over the scene. The way everyone looked at Wei Zhao now held not a shred of doubt—so the fellow hadn't been boasting after all. He truly had the capital to hold these Heavenly Dao experts in contempt.
This time Yu Zhengliang's eyes nearly popped out of his head. He had assumed the other party had merely profited from a sneak attack to deal so easily with two mid-Foundation Establishment disciples, never imagining that even the bearded man was no match for a single exchange. And the bearded man's strength, after all, was only a notch below his own.
Only Fei Yangnian had expected this. After all, even Xue Jianming had met such an end—to say nothing of these Qiangkun Sect people. Earlier, watching Xue Jianming get thrashed, he had felt a pang of sympathy; but now that the victims were Qiangkun Sect men, Fei Yangnian felt an inexplicable rush of satisfaction. These arrogant, supercilious bastards deserved a beating!
"There we go, ma'am, try moving around a bit." Wei Zhao examined every injury on Tang's mother carefully, and only when he was sure nothing remained amiss did he finally rise and gesture for her to take a few steps.
Before everyone's eyes, Tang's mother danced a whole routine of square dancing. Only when the routine was done did she exclaim in lingering delight, "It really is all healed! Not a single injury, not a bit of pain—Little Yi, you're positively miraculous!"
"As long as the pain's gone. Rest here a moment, ma'am, and watch me get even for you." Wei Zhao smiled, then turned and walked toward Yu Zhengliang.
"What do you think you're doing?" Yu Zhengliang could not help but betray a trace of nervousness. Seeing what had become of the bearded man, even a fool knew Wei Zhao was not to be trifled with. Proud as he was—the senior disciple of the Qiangkun Sect, a mighty expert of Foundation Establishment perfection—he truly had no confidence when faced with Wei Zhao.
Unfortunately he was now riding a tiger and could not get off. He had come to Snow Valley in a fury to seize disciples, and now not only had he failed to seize anyone, but all his subordinates had been cut down. From the look of things, even he himself was in dire straits. He could neither advance nor retreat—and as the lofty senior disciple of the Qiangkun Sect, surely he could not abandon his junior brothers and bolt?
"Nothing much. Just blood for blood, tooth for tooth. Whatever you did to the people of Snow Valley before, now you'll naturally pay back double. What goes around comes around—you're from the Tai Gu Alliance, after all; surely you're not so lacking in even that most basic awareness?" Wei Zhao sneered and cracked his knuckles, pop-pop-pop.
At the sound, Yu Zhengliang was frightened back two steps in spite of himself, and said in a fierce tone that belied his heart, "Just who in the world are you?"
"You flatter me—I'm no one of consequence, just a humble native of the secular world. Nothing compared to your lofty Tai Gu Alliance! Your Tai Gu Alliance is so mighty—seizing whomever you please. That sort of thing won't do here in our secular world. Human traffickers are the vilest of criminals; they get rounded up and shot for five minutes straight." Wei Zhao's tone was mocking.