The Cyan Sun Sect has been attacked, and it doesn't take much to guess that the wretched Black Robe must be present at the scene.
Tu Xingsun was ecstatic, hurriedly shouting at Han Yu, "I told you, didn't I? I told you, didn't I? Can you release me now?"
Before Han Yu could reply, Zhu Yu couldn't resist but take action, delivering a slap straight across, then shook his hand and coldly snorted, "Damn it, someone attacked my sect and you're happy about it?"
This instantly left Tu Xingsun dumbfounded, turning his already swollen face even more asymmetrical.
"I'll leave him to you guys. By the way, this guy possesses Divine Techniques; your restraints can confine True Essence, but not Divine Techniques. I suggest pouring some filth below the cell."
A few words from Han Yu made Tu Xingsun's face turn from black to green, then from green to white.
With this setup, let alone escaping with Earth Divine Power, he wouldn't even dare use it.
"I'll come with you then!"
