Grasped by Song Yin, the Duo Shen Sect member struggled, his arms visibly elongating like swords, thrusting straight towards Song Yin.
Clang!
But those sharp fingers, upon reaching Song Yin's clothes, merely emitted a crisp sound, making no further progress.
"Humph, obstinately foolish!"
Song Yin's fingers were about to exert force, aiming to crush this follower of the Demonic Path to pieces.
"Senior brother, senior brother, maybe..."
Zhang Fei Xuan suddenly spoke up, "Is there a possibility that if you're gripping its throat, it can't speak..."
Song Yin glanced at him, then looked at the neck he was almost squeezing into a stick, moved his arm, and slammed the follower of the Demonic Path fiercely into the ground.
Bang!
After a dull sound, Song Yin stepped on the Duo Shen Sect member's face, his voice cold, "Speak quickly, where is your lair!"
"You, who are you?!"
From beneath his foot, a voice shrill as a screech arose.
