Before the Liang Clan head could recover, Qingqing, who had been silently observing the situation, unleashed her Wind Blades, a flurry of razor-sharp wind currents that sliced through the air with deadly precision. The wind blades struck the Liang Clan head's limbs, severing them cleanly from his body.
"Argh!"
The Liang Clan head let out a bloodcurdling scream, his voice filled with agony and despair. He writhed on the ground, his eyes filled with terror.
Yun Lintian watched the scene unfold indifferently. He had no intention of killing them at the moment.
"You… Who are you?" Elder Nie struggled to speak. He had never seen such a powerful person before. One had to know that he was already at the peak of the High God Realm. It would be impossible for even a God Ascension Realm cultivator to cripple him in one punch, even if it was a sneak attack.
Yun Lintian didn't respond. He calmly reached out to grab Elder Nie's head and invaded his mind, reading his memories.
