"Give it up," Shen Yuan's calm voice resonated softly through the enclosed water prison, his eyes icy cold. "No one will save you now."
The disciple sank to his knees, despair filling his eyes. Shen Yuan stepped closer, towering over him with unmatched dominance.
"Please… spare me. It was a mistake!" the disciple pleaded desperately.
Shen Yuan merely gazed at him calmly, devoid of mercy. "Spare you? Tell me, would you have spared Wan Ling or Lei Ranyu?"
The disciple's eyes flickered with panic, struggling to form words.
Shen Yuan shook his head disdainfully. "Hypocritical coward. Perhaps it's time the Thunder Cloud Sect learns another harsh lesson."
As his words fell, Shen Yuan's aura flared intensely, water Qi swirling around him ominously, pressuring the disciple into silence.
Outside, Wan Ling and Lei Ranyu had paused, sensing a slight disturbance in the distance.
Lei Ranyu frowned, looking around cautiously. "Did you sense something?"
