Who Did You Have to Provoke?

"Bold indeed!"

Among the caravan, the late Mountain Moving Realm elder of the Chi Clan saw one of the clan's outstanding juniors nearly meet with disaster, and immediately flew into a rage.

With a thunderous roar, he threw a furious punch through the air toward the forest from which the arrow had flown!

Boom!

Rocks flew everywhere. That stretch of forest was utterly shattered and collapsed beneath the force of the punch, while three or four black-clad figures promptly sprang out and hid among the dim woods to the side.

"Ba Snake Mountain shrine, under the edict of Lord Qingyun Dao Lord, our caravan of the Tushan, Chi, and Ling Clans is merely passing through this treasured ground, with no intention of provoking anyone. We ask that you grant us some face..."

Borrowing the prestige of the Chi Clan expert's punch, Tushan Wenshan cupped his hands in salute and called loudly toward the dark forests on either side.

The first name he brought out was Lord Qingyun Dao Lord. That was the greatest support these outsiders of the Lousefolk possessed.

Only then did he mention their surnames. The Tushan Clan and Chi Clan were both ancient surnames of some standing, carrying a natural deterrent.

"Hahaha! So it is Clan Chief Tushan!"

At those words, a burly, powerful man abruptly soared into view atop a hill on the right. Standing in the air, he looked down arrogantly upon the caravan of more than a hundred people from Ba Snake Mountain.

The man's aura erupted like a mountain flood, his wilderness aura shaking the dusky air around him into ripples like waves.

He was actually a Sea-Chasing Realm cultivator!

After a burst of wild laughter, he shouted, "Leave behind five horses and three people. The rest of you may go!"

Tushan Wenshan