No matter how much True Man of Yellow Spring struggled, he was unable to break free from the constraints of the Immortal Lock.
The young man waved his great hand, and a mist of immortality enveloped True Man of Yellow Spring, who gradually calmed down.
As True Man of Yellow Spring was subdued, the hundreds of residents of Yellow Spring City below also roared.
In their screams, one could also feel their pain.
After a long while, as the screams faded, all the residents were seen lying on the ground.
Their bodies were putrid, dead beyond any doubt.
The young man shook his head and sighed, then turned his gaze toward Xu Zimei and his group.
Styx's expression tightened; he could feel the pressure coming from the other party.
"You might as well come back to our clan with us. Today's event must not be leaked for the time being," the young man said with a smile.
"What if we don't?" Xu Zimei said indifferently.
