Where Are You From?

"Then forgive us—we'll have to take them ourselves." With matters having reached this point, the man finally tore off his mask of hypocrisy.

This group had clearly come with ill intent, and neither Lu Chong nor Chang Qinglou would simply wait to be captured.

"Let's speak plainly. State your names—I do not kill nameless men." Chang Qinglou shouted heavily and summoned his flying sword Dao treasure.

This Senior Brother Chang, who had spent many years making his way through the inner sect of the Azure Edge Dojo, had not earned his reputation for nothing. His Dao treasure had astonishingly reached the three-hundred-inscription tier.

And by revealing his flying sword, he was once more making his origins clear. The Azure Edge Dao Inscription gleaming upon the blade was the finest proof.

If they had been ordinary nearby interstellar Wanderers or bandits, most would have thought twice upon seeing inner disciples of the Azure Edge Dojo, avoiding a fight to the death.

Unfortunately, the five before them showed not the slightest hint of fear. The leader instead said with a face full of mockery, "People from the Azure Edge Dojo—we know."

"That is precisely why we are borrowing your Dao treasures. I've taken a liking to yours as well."

"Attack!"

At the man's command, all five attacked at once, separately surrounding and assaulting Lu Chong and Chang Qinglou.

The seventh-layer leader charged straight at Chang Qinglou, while the other four closed in around Lu Chong, using Dao arts to seal off time and space and block every route of escape.

Two sixth-layer cultivators and two fifth-layer cultivators against one sixth-layer Lu Chong—more than enough, in their eyes.

Lu Chong did not let down his guard. The flying sword beneath his feet moved after the others yet arrived first, instantly crossing several miles.