"Haha, fine. Whether two more people die or two fewer makes little difference to me. You don't even have official identities in the Immortal Domain yet. If I kill a few of you to deter the others for failing to guard the orchards, who could say anything to me?" Mao Jiuling had not expected Lin Fang and Lama Banhui to step forward as well, but that did not affect anything. Who would intervene for them now? And who could?
Mao Jiuling's laughter continued to echo through the void. The other immortals and cultivators of the Cloudglow Immortal Sect, and even the people from the Cloudclear Palace, were all filled with indignation, yet they were helpless against Mao Jiuling's domineering abuse of public authority for private ends. Even if they truly clashed, they simply could not fight him. At present, only the two True Immortals, Lin Fang and Lama Banhui, dared to stand up because they had a substantial friendship with Fairy Cloudglow. The others either lacked the strength or were too distantly connected.
"I was never afraid of death, but what could I do when death was used to frighten me?" As Fairy Cloudglow's voice faded, her body slowly rose into the air. Lama Banhui and Lin Fang stood to her left and right, their auras surging upward. Among them, Fairy Cloudglow's aura was the strongest, while Lama Banhui and Lin Fang were slightly weaker. After all, unlike Fairy Cloudglow, they had not stimulated their potential by paying some unknown price.
"Then I shall grant your wish." Mao Jiuling raised his left palm, and a golden-flame fan appeared in it. In an instant, it expanded to several feet long.
The golden-flame fan merely swept once through the void. Golden flames rolled through the air. There was no howling gale, yet