This burly old man was the Sima Family's Eighth Elder, whose cultivation was at the second layer of the Fusion Realm.
The stern-faced old man beside the Eighth Elder, with thick brows and wide eyes, was the Seventh Elder. He was also at the second layer of the Fusion Realm, but the keen light held in check within his eyes clearly indicated a deeper cultivation.
The Sima Family had nine Fusion Realm elders of varying cultivation levels. Sending three of them at once showed just how determined they were to obtain this drop of dragon blood.
The Ninth Elder shook his head with a bitter smile and said quietly, "This man is a formidable fighter. We were evenly matched when we fought. I can only ask you two elders to kill him."
"Naturally."
The Seventh Elder nodded coldly, his tone as flat as if he were discussing something utterly trivial. "After killing him, we'll visit the Wang Family and find out exactly what connection he has with them. Since he dared to use the Pagoda-Lifting Heavenly Art against our Sima Family, the Wang Family owes us an explanation."
Just then, the Eighth Elder's slightly surprised voice rang out. "Hmm? Is that him? He's coming!"
The Ninth and Seventh Elders looked up together and saw a figure flying unhurriedly toward them from the valley. His robes fluttered, his bearing composed, as though he were not coming to confront enemies but taking a leisurely stroll to enjoy the spring scenery.
"That's him!"
The moment he saw that familiar figure, the Ninth Elder's expression turned icy, and startling killing intent blazed from his eyes.
The Eighth Elder studied Chen Changming as he drew closer, his brows knitting almost imperceptibly. "Ninth Elder, just what is his cultivation? Didn't you say he was at the