The Tide of Arrivals

A blade aura stretching over ten zhang shot from beneath Shi Feng's blade, compressed to its absolute limit. Its razor-sharp force swept in every direction!

The air tore apart, the howling never ceasing. The reception hall was instantly reduced to ruins; pillars and beams shattered in the aftermath, and roof tiles flew skyward, scattering a hundred zhang into the air.

Gu Rentong urged his true energy to shield his children and grandchildren, retreating despite himself. Wu Lingkong had withdrawn from the reception hall the instant Shi Feng attacked. She had complete faith in Shi Lan's strength and wasn't worried in the slightest.

Clang!

The blade aura struck a pale golden longsword and shattered as easily as paper. Scattered fragments of its force carved cracks across the ground.

From beginning to end, Shi Lan hadn't moved a step. She hadn't even summoned Golden Rainbow; the sword had shielded its master of its own accord.

After unleashing his furious slash, Shi Feng regained some composure. He drew several deep breaths, his gaze fixed on Shi Lan, his expression impossibly conflicted.

Shi Lan glanced around. The Shi Mansion remained utterly silent, untouched by the chaos. Even such a tremendous disturbance hadn't roused anyone.

"Samsara, sorry for the trouble again."

Shi Lan silently thanked Samsara. The instant Shi Feng had attacked, she'd asked Samsara to raise a barrier around them.

Shi Tianlu was at a critical point in his seclusion, and Shi Lan didn't want anyone disturbing him.

"It's fine. It won't take much energy."

Samsara replied nonchalantly, then pushed Wu Lingkong and the three members of Gu Rentong's family beyond the barrier.

A layer of white mist rose around the barrier, cutting off everything beyond it. It was as if this patch of ruins had been severed from the world.

Shi Feng's feelings