The sound of wind howling rang in the air as Duan Ling Tian followed the crowd outside.
Meng Qi You soon appeared with an old man in his hand. Blood stained the hem of the old man's long grey robe. Although the old man's aura was weak, traces of resentment and unwillingness could be seen in his eyes.
"An ordinary rudimentary god like you won't be able to escape from me even if you're in your prime, let alone now when you've yet to recover from your old injuries. You're only able to use 80% of your strength. How dare you try to steal from the Meng family with such strength?" Meng Qi You said contemptuously as he flung the old man to the ground. Then, he killed the old man with just a strike of his palm. Unlike the middle-aged man who did not even have a corpse after he died, the old man's corpse remained intact.
"A rudimentary god?"
