"Anyone whose Dao conflicts with mine shall be killed. Those who do not interfere with my path are of no concern to me."
"And your Dao conflicts with mine."
The Grand Elder's head snapped up. He scrambled to his feet, trying to flee.
After hearing those words, he knew the Drunken Daoist intended to kill him—to utterly erase him.
He'd be a fool not to run now.
But before he could take more than a few steps, dense black clouds abruptly gathered in the sky.
Then, a bolt of lightning as thick as a barrel descended from the heavens, striking him squarely.
"The Five Thunders Technique!"
Charred black from head to toe, the Grand Elder struggled to turn his head.
Cracks spiderwebbed across his skin, and blood gushed out freely.
Even his Divine Soul was shattered to pieces by the terrifying bolt.
"We rescued you, and this is how you repay me? If the Wild Taoist Sect finds out about this, they'll flay you alive!"
The Grand Elder struggled to get the words out.
