The next day.
Around noon.
Shi Rili, Head of the House of Cold River Thirteen Forts, and Zhou Wangtian, the First Fort Master, led the remaining several fort masters and elders—a force of nearly a hundred people—as they swept into the Qi Family residence.
Though their numbers were not great, every one of them possessed formidable strength. Even the weakest were at the mid-to-late stages of the Earth Soul Realm.
Such a lineup could be called the full backbone of Cold River Thirteen Forts. Only a handful of weaker fort masters had remained behind to guard their headquarters.
Even two sects going to war would be no more than this.
The party's terrifying, tyrannical momentum was like a mudslide surging across a river, instantly throwing the Qi residence into chaos. Guards and servants alike shrank into corners, trembling with fear.
Qi Wansu's father, Qi Tianjun, was being held up by the Seventh Fort Master and the Eleventh Fort Master at the front of the group as they headed straight outside the courtyard.
The Eleventh Fort Master, Misty Waves Old Ghoul, had nearly fallen at Lu Feng's hands before. His gloomy face was now brimming with furious killing intent.
With such a force at hand, he believed he would certainly reclaim the face he had lost when he fled in disgrace before!
"Demolish it!"
At Head of the House Shi Rili's shouted command, the courtyard wall blocking their path was blasted apart. The grounds instantly opened up.
"Father!"
Hearing the commotion, Shi Yu hurriedly called out. At the sight of that familiar, towering figure, all the grievance in his heart burst forth at once.
From afar, Shi Rili saw Shi Yu kneeling in the courtyard. The bloodstains across the latter's shoulder had nearly dyed half his robes red, and Shi Rili's