The other two Fist Sect elders who had remained in the Taoist temple also rushed over.
They were both Nascent Soul cultivators. Even knowing that once trapped by this formation, they would have absolutely no chance of escape, they still felt no fear.
Because Fang Meiyun was here.
As long as their invincible sect master was present, there was nothing to fear!
"It is my husband."
Fang Meiyun paused, then smiled. "And the future sect master's husband of our Fist Sect."
"Congratulations, Sect Master."
The three Fist Sect elders had no idea death was at hand and still wore smiles as they offered Fang Meiyun their congratulations.
Fang Meiyun gave a slight nod and looked at the silent Xiao Xiaole.
"A Le, the student surpasses the master. You are no longer a match for our child, so why harm the harmony of our family? Or did you bring helpers to interfere in our family affairs?"
At the words "family affairs," Xiao Xiaole's face turned livid.
Four figures suddenly appeared beside him.
They were two Integration Realm cultivators and two sword cultivators at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm.
All of them had come to help Xiao Xiaole hunt down Fang Meiyun.
One of the elderly Integration Realm cultivators looked at Fang Meiyun with surprise. "Fellow Daoist Xiaole, could the Fist Sect's sect master be your Dao companion?"
"My Dao companion is already dead. She is merely a pig demon bearing a wisp of a remnant soul. I will handle her myself. I'll leave the rest to the four of you."
Xiao Xiaole's tone brimmed with killing intent. Xiao Yunle's existence was an immense humiliation to him.
He had lived as an upright, indomitable man—a peerless genius who had not hesitated to kill his wife to prove the Dao—yet he