In the air.
The body of Dao Yuan Gong had already been tightly grasped by the War Dragon's Claw, unable to even struggle a bit.
Under this immense pressure, Dao Yuan Gong's body was breaking apart, accompanied by continuous miserable screams.
Dao Yuan Gong.
In the Twilight Dynasty, he could be considered a somewhat renowned powerful figure, but now he fell into Chu Fengmian's hands like an ant, easily defeated and played with in his hand.
"How is this possible? Kid, you dare to kill me? I'm part of the Twilight Dynasty! Kill me, and the Twilight Dynasty won't let you go!"
Dao Yuan Gong roared loudly, but Chu Fengmian remained calm, not paying his words any heed, and spoke on his own.
"Su He, Dao Yuan Gong's life is yours. As for the remaining members of the Wang family, they should all perish!"
Chu Fengmian waved his hand, sealing all of Dao Yuan Gong's spiritual power, and directly threw him in front of Su He, kneeling before her.
