Arrogance! Kunlun Mountains cultivators came to kill in our East Sea? Dare you face your accuser?

"Uncle-Master Guangchengzi..."

"You came to kill in our East Sea. Did you ask the Interception Sect first?!"

The figure at their head wore white. Handsome and poised, he stood with an unyielding bearing as he shielded Ao Guang from the pressure unleashed by the four Chan Sect Immortals.

At his side

stood two others.

One was burly and fierce, his gaze cold.

The other was brash and unruly.

They were Wuzhiqi and Golden-winged Great Peng. Wuzhiqi had been patrolling the East Sea and rushed over as soon as he sensed the disturbance. Golden-winged Great Peng had simply flown over at top speed to see what was happening.

"Yun... Yun Zhongzi?!"

When Daoist Huanglong saw him, he shouted, "Yun Zhongzi, you're only the First Disciple of Intercepting Sect's disciple! You're our junior. What gives you the right to shout at us?!"

"That Dead Loach tried to kill me. My senior brother was about to subdue him when you suddenly appeared. Are you protecting a criminal?"

"You did nothing when I was being hunted, but now that this damned beast is about to die, the Interception Sect rushes in to help him! What's that supposed to mean?"

"You're a junior. This is beyond you. If you want to interfere, call the First Disciple of Intercepting Sect..."

His bluster rang hollow.

Daoist Huanglong was starting to panic.

Regret stirred in his heart.

I should've just killed Ao Guang when I had the chance. Who knew the Interception Sect would barge in?

"Shut up. Why are you making such a racket?"

"Am I going to speak, or are you?"

Guangchengzi rebuked him, his expression icy. He clearly disliked Daoist Huanglong.

Huanglong froze, but held himself back.

He lowered his head and said no more.

"Yun Zhongzi?"

Guangchengzi glanced at him. "Huanglong is right. This