(Girls' Literature)
"Come at me if you dare!"
Wang Mang lay behind the elegant man as the man spoke with a smile, clearly addressing those cultivators.
The Guardian Envoys all turned a blind eye. Since this involved the taboo surrounding cultivators of the Ye surname, they had no desire to interfere.
Rather than saying they did not want to intervene, it would be more accurate to say that they wanted to use those cultivators' hands to kill Wang Mang.
In truth, many newly ascended cultivators bore the surname Ye. Every day, there were always those who stuck their necks out to stand up for cultivators of the Ye surname.
With so many lower realms and so many Small Worlds, there would always be some hot-blooded people who could not stand by when they saw injustice.
The Guardian Envoys had seen far too much of it. Every day, countless cultivators died here.
They were responsible for registering cultivators and had the authority to handle many matters. They could even suppress all trouble with a single fist, but that did not include cultivators of the Ye surname or those who helped them.
They detested cultivators surnamed Ye from the bottom of their hearts. As for why, it was because they knew certain inside details.
The elegant man waved the longsword in his hand and tangled with the other cultivators. He fought with effortless ease, practically toying with them. These cultivators were no match for him at all.
Although a few had already completed their spiritual energy conversion and become true Divine Generals, they were still not enough to challenge the elegant man.
With just a light sweep of his longsword, the elegant man sent one cultivator flying. Then, with a casual motion, he pulled Wang Mang to his feet and fought the