After Xiao Wujiu finished speaking, he had already arrived behind Gu Qian, the Ink Sword in his hand pressed against the latter's neck.
Hearing the cold voice behind him, Gu Qian did not panic. Instead, he suddenly began to laugh.
"Heh... Hahahaha! Xiao Wujiu, do you really think you've won?!"
He laughed, his voice brimming with smugness and arrogance as he regained that lofty attitude from before. He slightly turned his head to look at Xiao Wujiu behind him, the mockery in his smile plain to see.
"When you're out in the world, strength alone isn't enough—you also need backing. So what if you can fight? What the hell is fighting worth?!"
Just as Gu Qian finished speaking, a voice rang out beyond Black Emperor City. Through the shattered hall, a group of people could vaguely be seen standing in the sky, having completely surrounded the Black Emperor Sect.
They were the other Ancient Clan members who had arrived, accompanied by more than a dozen Black Annihilation Army Dou Zongs.
Gu Qian had originally had Black Annihilation Army Dou Zongs by his side as well, but he had dealt with them before entering.
When Xiao Wujiu looked toward the sky, the people above spoke. "Xiao Wujiu, release Elder Gu Qian at once. For the sake of the alliance between our two clans, we will not make things too difficult for you."
The voice sounded vigorous, and its owner should not have been very old. He was likely Yang Hao, the Black Annihilation Army's Third Commander—a Five-Star Dou Zun who had come on Ling Quan's behalf to seek justice.
"Looks like it's quite lively," Xiao Wujiu said, then looked at Gu Qian. "Is this the backing you were talking about?"
"Xiao Wujiu, accept your fate. You can't escape. And do you