World Projection covered all directions, monitoring every place.
In the end, quite a few people left.
Especially within the City Lord Mansion, the number of departures was even greater.
Jiang Ming did not care at all.
Suddenly, he revealed a cold sneer, "Want to leave and take away the treasury as well? Who gave you the courage?"
His gaze sharpened, and with a Soul Force Assault, he nearly erased a great steward from the City Lord Mansion—a powerhouse of the Eleventh Realm.
With a raise of his hand, the man flew backward toward him and was caught by the throat with a single grasp.
The Power of the Soul surged in, rendering the man completely unable to resist his terrifying Soul Power, and easily inspecting the man's memory.
"You too are of the Eleventh Realm, yet in your presence, other warriors of the Eleventh Realm seem like mere ants, inconceivable," Master remarked once again in amazement.
He had seen many overcome higher realms in battle.
