Tang San gripped the Clear Sky Hammer, while Blue Silver Grass danced wildly around him, shielding everyone behind him.
The moment he saw Shen Lian's face clearly, his pupils contracted sharply. Then, fury seeped into his voice as he shouted at Shen Lian:
"It's you! Shen Lian!"
The Great Elder roared, swinging his Clear Sky Hammer down with the force of Qian Jun as he shouted at Shen Lian:
"You killed an elder of our sect and still dared to come to our door? You're courting death!"
Tang Xiao clutched his chest, his face pale as paper, yet he stared fixedly at Shen Lian and shouted:
"What exactly do you want?"
Shen Lian ignored the Great Elder's attack. With a casual swing of the Dragon-Slaying Blade, the blade light knocked the Clear Sky Hammer aside.
His gaze settled on Tang San, his tone calm but carrying an unquestionable pressure:
"Nothing. I merely came to send you... on your way."
Before his words had faded, Tang San had already flung dozens of Bone-Piercing Nails at Shen Lian and shouted:
"Uncle, Elders, go first! I'll hold him back!"
Shen Lian chuckled softly, weaving through the storm of hidden weapons. Those seemingly powerful weapons failed even to touch the hem of his robe.
The small town at dawn was utterly stripped of its peace by this sudden upheaval.
The Bone-Piercing Nails bounced off the dark-purple Soul Power barrier, clattering onto the ground.
Watching Shen Lian emerge without so much as a touched sleeve, Tang San's knuckles turned white around the Clear Sky Hammer.
With a flick of his left arm, the Godly Zhuge Crossbow slid from his sleeve. Its eerie blue poison gleam aimed at Shen Lian's vital points—this was his ultimate concealed weapon, yet he had no choice but to use it