As the voice fell, everyone was sealed by the Spirit Qi Palm, their meridians locked, unable to move any further. They were bound by Li Zhirui using vines and taken away on the Spirit Boat.
On the way, they passed another one of their bases. Li Zhirui looked down and saw that the island was only inhabited by low-level Cultivators, but with the intention of eradicating the roots, he took all of them away as well.
About a quarter of an hour later, Li Zhirui returned to Wanxian Island.
And those who already knew of his return, such as Jiang Fengwu and others, had arranged for people to wait at the entrance every moment, so as soon as Li Zhirui landed, a large number of clan members came to greet him.
"Welcome Ancestor Rui home!"
"There is no need for such formality," Li Zhirui shook his head, his gaze searching through the crowd to find Li Wenli and said, "All these Cultivators bear grudges against the Li family; I leave them in your care."
