Bab 110: The Hunt 2)

Bai Lung's piercing gaze swept across the entrance to the core disciple's quarters, his lips twisting into a cruel smile.

Swoosh~

Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted from within the building, causing the very air to tremble. The doors were flung open, and a figure emerged - the core disciple, his eyes burning with righteous fury.

"H-Holy Envoy, you dare defile the sanctity of our sect?... Everyone trusted you," the core disciple riared, his voice like the rumbling of distant thunder.

"Your actions will not go unpunished!"

Bai Lung's eyes narrowed, his dark energy swirling around him like a malevolent storm.

"Bold words, for one about to have their spirit root devoured," he drawled, his tone dripping with condescension.

The core disciple's expression hardened, his hands flashing through a series of intricate seals.

Swoosh!