It was not just Gu An. Everyone from the Su Xue Lineage wore incomparably grim expressions, fury flashing in their eyes as they looked at Zhao Hui.
If it had merely been a verbal disagreement or dissatisfaction, that would have been one thing.
But escalating it to taking someone's life was another matter entirely.
Without question, Zhao Hui's actions had crossed the bottom line of many people present.
Even the Yin Spirit cultivator from the senior brother's lineage—the one who had spoken up to interrupt earlier—furrowed his brow at this moment, somewhat displeased.
As for Zhao Hui himself, he did not care.
The current Azure Luan Sect did not need any so-called prodigies. It needed only one voice: the senior brother's voice. Everything else was interference, needless excess.
Just like Li Hao. His appearance had introduced discord into the tightly unified Azure Luan Sect.
A voice like that ought to disappear.
Though Gu An was furious beyond measure, he did not go looking for trouble with Zhao Hui. He leaped into the air and lunged straight toward where Li Su was.
As for the rest of the Su Xue Lineage, though they were equally enraged and wanted desperately to rush forward, they were merely early Golden Core cultivators. Against an immortal herb at the Yin Spirit level, they would be of no use at all.
If they truly went up, they would only make Gu An hold back, leaving him unable to go all out in saving Li Hao.
Of the remaining three Yin Spirit cultivators, two exchanged a glance before flying out as well. If not to save him, then at least to support Gu An and ensure that he could retreat safely.
One of them was the Yin Spirit cultivator dissatisfied with Zhao Hui's actions.
The other did