Old Master Wang flew into a rage. Hands and feet moving together, he unleashed wave after wave of fierce force winds. Experts from both the righteous and demonic paths screamed as they were hurled backward. The remaining people were immediately cowed into silence, and the courtyard fell still.
At that moment, more than a dozen figures flew in from outside the Wang residence. They split into two groups and stood apart. The others were overjoyed at the sight and hurriedly moved to stand behind the newcomers.
The Azure-Winged Bat King, Wei Xiaoxiao, went pale and immediately turned to flee. A dignified, imposing old man in black snorted angrily. "Traitor, where do you think you're going?" He then raised a hand and pointed. Wei Xiaoxiao screamed and collapsed to the ground, unable to rise. Then the old man made a grasping motion, drawing the gift box on the ground toward his palm. Just as the gift box was about to fall into the old man's...