"Daring to commit such an undisciplined robbery within the Black Tiger Gang's sphere of influence—if your gang master were to learn of this, I imagine none of you would come out well," Elder Li said, his heart quivering slightly upon seeing the four men brazenly plundering them.
As cultivators from Jian'an Prefecture, although they had never had much dealings with the Black Tiger Gang, they had still heard a thing or two about it.
They knew that the Black Tiger Gang's master was an extremely disciplined man. Under his rule, many upright figures in Jian'an Prefecture had joined the gang, allowing it to develop in just two or three hundred years from a minor gang with only two or three Ghost Lord cultivators into a major gang with dozens of Ghost Lord cultivators.
Even the several first- and second-rate sects in the surrounding area had to show the Black Tiger Gang some courtesy.
Yet now, four elders of the Black Tiger Gang had joined forces to rob cultivators passing through their territory. Such a thing was exceedingly rare.
"Hah, you actually know our gang master's temperament. That means the two of you are fellow cultivators from Jian'an Prefecture. I won't waste any more words on you two, fellow Daoists. If you want to leave this place alive, then do as I say. Otherwise, you know the result even without me spelling it out."
A flash of sharp light passed through the leading elder's eyes as he swept them over the two early Ghost Lord stage cultivators. A ferocious expression suddenly surfaced, and his voice grew considerably harsher.
"Do the four of you truly think you can take us down?"
As Elder Li spoke, dense black mist suddenly surged rapidly from his body. By the time his voice fell, the exceedingly