Not wanting to remain on the ground and needing to prepare for escape, I snatched the umbrella from Lingzhao's hands as she stood there distracted, wrapped an arm around her waist, and drifted into the air. The scene was so dashing and bold that it seemed as though all the Body Integration cultivators present were beneath notice.
Lingzhao came to her senses, but she did not struggle at all in my arms. By now, being surrounded by so many Body Integration cultivators had already drained the color from her lovely face. Even the daughter of the Star Soul Sect's master, who had long been accustomed to grand occasions, would still feel intimidated by so many Body Integration cultivators surrounding her. After all, this was not the Star Soul Sect.
Wuxiu had also seen several Body Integration cultivators fly down from the divine tree, so he turned and went to meet them.
"Who are you? How dare you cause trouble here?!" The newcomer looked ferocious. He was dark and thin, but his white robes were decorated with quite a few golden wind patterns. One glance was enough to tell that his status was no ordinary one.
Even a powerful dragon could not suppress a local snake. Wuxiu did not dare act recklessly either, and hurriedly saluted. "I am Wuxiu. I came at the invitation of the Great Elder Jiuhua of your city..."
"My son!" At that moment, one of the female immortals behind this late-stage Body Integration immortal let out a shriek and flew into the alley. She scooped up one of the unconscious young men and cried out in anguish, "My son! My son! What happened to you? Who beat you into this state?!"
"Oh, isn't this my nephew Fengxian?" Another immortal was also drawn by the scene. He hurried