Bai Zisheng regretted it the moment the curse left his mouth.
That was not his character. He normally would not curse at people like that. Most of the time, he could not even be bothered to waste his breath, much less say such crude, graceless words.
That little rascal of a junior martial brother had definitely led him astray.
Bai Zisheng felt a little remorseful.
But the Yuwen Family members were furious.
Yuwen Hua especially—his eyes turned red, and rage made his entire body tremble.
No human being could endure such an insult.
He pointed at Bai Zisheng and snarled, "Kill Bai Zisheng!"
The Yuwen Family's Golden Core Elders all attacked, driving their magic treasures toward Bai Zisheng.
Bai Zisheng could only flee.
In a Second-Grade Mountain Realm, where he could only use Foundation Establishment cultivation, his combat power stood nearly at the pinnacle of an entire realm. He feared no one.
But in Fourth-Grade territory, Golden Core Cultivators could wield Golden Core power and use their Natal Magic Treasures. Crushed beneath the gap in realms, Bai Zisheng was no longer so invincible.
Surrounded and attacked by Golden Core Cultivators, he could only fend left and right, struggling to find a way out. His figure cut a rather sorry sight.
Seeing this, Yuwen Hua sneered coldly. "Bai Zisheng, don't forget—you're a discarded son of the Bai Family. The Bai Family does not welcome you at all. Amid this chaos, you do not even have a Golden Core Elder to protect your Dao. Aren't you simply courting death?"
Within the encirclement of the Yuwen Family's Golden Core Cultivators, Bai Zisheng looked coldly at Yuwen Hua. "You dare not fight me because you are afraid of dying by my hand?"
Yuwen Hua flew into a rage from shame, then sneered resentfully. "I