Yu Zhenghai suddenly punched out with his left hand. A fist-shaped ball of energy shot out and pierced the huge and towering tree in front of him. He suppressed his boiling emotions and said, "No matter. You Hongyi and the Seven Clarity Sons are no threat now. Currently, the Clarity Sect merely exists in name. We've basically achieved our objective. There's no need to be concerned over this, junior brother… If I didn't have your help, the seven peaks wouldn't have been taken down so swiftly."
Si Wuya coughed.
Yu Zhenghai turned to look at Si Wuya and said, perplexed, "The Binding Mantra, the cloud-splitting chariot, the mount, Bi An… Master is as impressive as always. However, why is he stubbornly meddling in our affairs at his age?!" He started out his sentence calmly, but his tone gradually turned gloomy at the latter part of his sentence. It was obvious he was not too happy about this.
