Yandu's body fell to the ground. A single touch from Tang Biyue was enough to seal all of his cultivation.
The powerful aura surrounding the sect ceased, and the disciples still alive in the arena were finally able to breathe.
Their eyes fixed on the incomparable beauty in the center of the arena.
Some drooled, having never seen such a beautiful woman before, while others trembled with concern.
Who were these people? How could they be so powerful?
Biyue ignored the stares of the outer disciples. To her, they were nothing more than annoying and noisy ants.
Her beautiful green eyes focused on the man on the ground, her aura falling upon him and crushing him on the ground.
"Ugh... Do you have to be so cruel, little sister? It's been so long since we've seen each other..." Yandu revealed a bloody smile.
"Don't call me that, worm," Tang Biyue said, biting her lower lip in disgust. "You betrayed the family and the orthodox path, and you will pay for it."
