At Fu Quanliang's sharp shout, the Man in Green at the head of the group paused slightly. After sizing Fu Quanliang up, his smile gradually turned playful.
"How interesting... What a coincidence."
Having only just entered the Spiritual Spring Realm, yet facing an Entering the Dao Realm cultivator and a host of Spiritual Spring Realm Cultivators alone—the pressure needed no words. Fu Quanliang's fingertips could not help but tremble.
An Entering the Dao Realm cultivator was already an existence on the level of an Outer Sect Elder. To the man he once was, such a figure had practically been the heavens.
Though fear churned within him, out of his trust in Chu Zheng, Fu Quanliang still forced himself to remain calm.
He would wait for Chu Zheng to find an opening and beat every one of these people to death.
Just like Jiang Cunhu that day.
"I knew the information was wrong."
Sensing the fluctuations of Fu Quanliang's aura, the Man in Green sneered coldly.
"How could Jiang Cunhu possibly have been killed by a seventh-level Qi Cultivation Realm cultivator? As expected, you're also a Spiritual Spring Realm cultivator."
Xu Xinke retreated to Fu Quanliang's side, his back likewise drenched in sweat.
The news that the Phantom Spirit Sect and Nightlight Pavilion had gone to war was known to all. These people wore Phantom Spirit Sect robes as they penetrated deep into Phantom Spirit Sect territory; what they were plotting could not be anything small.
"Sir..."
"Seal the mountain."
The man tilted his head and spoke, cutting Xu Xinke off. He looked at Fu Quanliang, his gaze icy.
"Today, the Heavenly River Sect dies."
More than half the Nightlight Pavilion cultivators immediately departed at his command, joining forces to lay down an array that locked down all four directions. Their