A moment later, that figure charged up to the two men with overwhelming force and unleashed a divine ability at Deng Xuanjia.
The Cloudshade Sect Master likewise blocked the attack with a divine ability. After sizing the other man up, he frowned slightly and said, "So it's Fellow Daoist Sanhe. You've come to my Cloudshade Sect in such force to demand answers—shouldn't you at least give us a reason?"
Deng Xuanjia looked coldly at the red-robed man before him.
The man was Zhao Sanhe, the Zhao Family's Fourth Elder. In his early years, he had concealed his identity and roamed the world, carving out a formidable reputation among cultivators of the same realm. Clad in red like a life-reaping ghost, anyone who provoked him met a miserable end.
To put it bluntly, this guy was extremely petty. He might not repay a favor, but he would return a grudge a hundredfold.
"Under orders, I'm here to take someone. You—come with me."
Zhao Sanhe pointed at Deng Xuanjia. The magic treasure in his hand had already reacted, confirming that this man carried the aura of that Great Dao!
"Under orders to take someone? Whose orders are you following to take me? Deng has never meddled with your Zhao Family, and now your Zhao Family can just seize whoever it wants?"
Deng Xuanjia was no mild-tempered man either. What a Zhao Family—were they really so lawless and tyrannical?
"By the order of the Zhao Family's Second Ancestor."
Zhao Sanhe sneered repeatedly. The Zhao Family had three Mahayana cultivators, and the Second Ancestor was one of them.
As soon as he finished speaking, two more Fusion Realm cultivators appeared nearby—the Cloudshade Sect's two Supreme Elders.
As the Cloudshade Sect Master rose and formed an encirclement with his fellow sect members, he said calmly,