A Mess

Hiss! Hiss!

Sword Qi streaked across the sky!

Countless azure wind blades were effortlessly severed, followed by the white jade shield...

In the Far Western Lands, Foundation Establishment cultivators could already be called great cultivators, throwing their weight around as they pleased, while Core Formation ancestors could occupy an entire nation and establish sects!

A cultivator at Foundation Establishment Perfection was absolutely among the foremost ranks beneath the Golden Core realm!

These Li Family cultivators of Little Moon Mountain had perhaps never even witnessed the might of a False Core cultivator in their entire lives!

Though a False Core was false, it still had the word "Core" in it—enough to rival a few fractions of a Core Formation ancestor's might!

Pfft! Pfft!

Though Aaron had deliberately avoided the vital points, several bloody holes still pierced Li Yaohuo's body. Like a dead dog, he was seized by Aaron and tossed to the ground.

Silence!

Dead silence!

The Li Family cultivators, who had been filled with righteous indignation moments ago, were now like ducks with their throats clutched shut. Not one dared make a sound.

Especially those cultivators who had returned from the bloody battle—they seemed to have turned into quails with their heads tucked in, and for a moment, all was silent as ten thousand horses.

"Ancestor's divine might is invincible!"

Within Little Moon Mountain, an aged cultivator with a head of white hair was the first to shout.

"Ancestor has purged the traitors!"

"Ancestor is venerable in age and great in merit! In the past, he saved our family from peril, and later painstakingly refined pills for the family... So what if he enjoys a little more? If you ask me, he has enjoyed far too little!"

"You all live under the Ancestor's protection, yet you still want to