"Tell that brat surnamed Lu to get out here and die!"
Yue Wuyai roared furiously. Because of his son Yue Tianqiong's death, his wrinkled old face was now terrifyingly grim.
The Wisteria Sword Immortal standing beside him remained relatively calm, though an indescribable fighting spirit shone in his eyes.
He had not come for any grudge or enmity, but solely for his swordsmanship. He wished to cross swords with Lu Feng, preferably slay him beneath his own blade, and fight for that sliver of advancement in his sword dao attainments.
As the two stepped forward, cries and shouts continuously rose from all around.
"Make that alien beast get out here!"
"Our Ghost Domain does not need such a commander!"
"He has no right to hold this territory!"
Not only were those from the Saint Sect camp shouting; even many rogue cultivators and heretical cultivators within the Ghost Domain joined the clamor.
"Insolence!" Hu Xianxian stood in the air, her icy gaze sweeping over the crowd. "Do you filthy, lowly rabble think you can see the Lord whenever you please?"
"What airs!" Yue Wuyai shouted coldly. "If he insists on being a turtle hiding in its shell, then this old man will charge in and flip over his shell!"
Kill—
The situation, which had only just calmed, instantly erupted into turmoil once more as fierce battles broke out everywhere.
This time, Hu Xianxian and the others all joined the fray, confronting Yue Wuyai, the Wisteria Sword Immortal, and the other Saint Sect powerhouses.
Seeing this, Ji Hongluan immediately regained her courage. Amid the melee, she hunted down many Ghost Gate soul masters, gathering strands of essence blood for the cultivation of her Phoenix Fire Scripture.
Yet as she struck again, Su Qingxia finally found an opening and wounded her.
Though only