"Xia Yitian! You have ten minutes. Hand over the Blood Cloud Coffin at once! Otherwise, if we brothers go in, you'll die without a burial place!"
"Sky One Grotto-Heaven? You filthy brat, don't get too pleased with yourself! A monk may run away, but his temple stays put! Do you really think you can use an Earth Immortal Talisman to restrict our honored master? Don't forget—it can't restrict us!" Before they had even left the city gate, the five of Zuyun's lackeys began shouting from outside, acting as though I had stolen something from their family.
"Right! Hand over the Blood Cloud Coffin today and pay fifty billion nether gold as compensation. Your Household of Water Town is so grand—surely you can come up with fifty billion, right?" I recognized that voice. It belonged to the mid-stage Enlightenment cultivator who had gone to Supreme Azure Gate to demand compensation. That old man was arrogant and overbearing, as well as insatiably greedy. He and Zuyun had practically been carved from the same mold.
"City God Xia, we had no grievances with you in the past and no enmity today. Yet you caused my master to bear a grudge against you and even stole the Blood Cloud Coffin. Return it today, and we'll let the matter rest. If you refuse, don't blame us for turning the humans and your underworld against each other!" The speaker sounded ancient and worldly. I had heard his name before. He was the leader of the five, Chen Fan.
Creak!
The main gate slowly opened. At that moment, five figures shot inside. They were blindingly fast, but the instant they rushed through the city gate, all five froze!
"Shut! The! Gate! Release the hounds!" I shouted. The emergency stone gate came crashing down. The gates of Sky