In the Spirit Nurturing Pond, Liu Yi gritted his teeth in pain, his eyebrows tightly knitted, and several red marks from biting his lower lip.
Chu Yi, however, was calm and composed, using the Heavenly Tribulation to treat Liu Yi as if he were merely having a meal.
Even now, he still had the leisure to chat with Yang Dingtian and the others.
"Sect Leader, the ones who ambushed us, are they really from the Zhengyang Sect? Do we have a conclusion yet?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expression immediately became somber.
Up to now, the Hengyue Sect had never suffered such a great loss. Particularly Cheng Kun from Zhengyang Sect played word games, almost costing Chu Yi his life.
"Still under investigation."
Yang Dingtian replied with a grim expression.
"If they are indeed from Zhengyang Sect, we will devise every possible way to ensure they suffer the same punishment."
Yang Dingtian gritted his teeth, speaking fiercely.
