Yi Tianyun couldn't care less about Wang Menglong's identity. Anyone who dared try to search him had to pay the price! Wang Menglong still thought himself quite powerful—much stronger than Yi Tianyun, even. He was convinced that if he'd chosen the fourth door, he would have passed through just as smoothly.
But now, it was obvious that Wang Menglong was being utterly dominated, completely powerless to resist.
Yi Tianyun was an entire major realm stronger than him. He hadn't wanted to bully the weak, but there were always blind fools throwing themselves at him. It was truly exasperating.
"My hand... You... You actually broke my hand..."
Wang Menglong screamed incessantly. The excruciating pain drenched him in a cold sweat, and his face was deathly pale.
