Everyone traveling with Feng Jun was certain that nothing dangerous would happen while he was with the Xiong Clan's True Lord. In fact, they all knew Feng Jun had the man firmly under control. The only difference was that some knew roughly what methods he had used, while others did not.
But when he was about to leave with the other man, Yi Jue was still a little worried.
The Xiong Clan's True Lord noticed her mood, but he had no interest in paying attention to it.
Feng Jun noticed Yi Jue's reaction as well, so he said with a smile, "We should be back soon. Don't go anywhere, everyone."
The Xiong Clan's True Lord did not say much else. He grabbed Feng Jun with one hand and Xiong Yijun with the other, then swayed slightly and vanished.
After watching them leave, Qian Zhong sighed after a while. "The Xiong Clan's spatial arts really are impressive."
Wei Sancai snorted in displeasure. "Once I reach Spirit Severing, I'll be able to do the same."
Qian Zhong glanced at him and shook her head. "You have no idea how far he traveled with that one movement."
"Like you know..." Wei Sancai had not even finished retorting when he froze. "You placed a mark on him?"
Qian Zhong answered expressionlessly, "Ancient clans each have their own specialties. If he failed to notice it, that only means he was incompetent."
She did not mean to underestimate the Xiong Clan. She had simply encountered someone of comparable cultivation and felt a little itch to test her skills.
Hanhai hid within the white mist, so no one could see his expression, but he still asked, "You attacked without even greeting him?"
Qian Zhong answered without hesitation, "I would not do that to you. Ancient clans may