Sparrow and Hunter

"Hmph, Old Ghost, skulking about with your head hidden and tail tucked—do you take us for dead men?!"

A furious shout rang out like thunder from the other end of the gorge.

Before the voice had faded, a cold sword-light, brilliant as a meteor and peerlessly sharp, struck first despite being launched later. It crossed several miles in an instant and slashed viciously at the central one of the five Netherworld ghost claws.

At the same time, a calm snort laden with unquestionable majesty sounded. A jade-blue curtain of light, gentle as polished jade, arrived later yet struck first, interposing itself between Xu Yuan and the remaining four ghost claws.

The light curtain appeared soft, yet it was indestructible. When the ghost claws struck it, they gave off a piercing clang like metal against iron, sparks flying in every direction, unable to advance even an inch.

Then came a teasing chuckle. "When business has reached the point of murder, plunder, and sowing discord, Jin must ask for instruction on just how you, Old Ghost, conduct your trade."

As the words fell, a phantom of a gleaming golden coin, as though capable of suppressing fortune itself, abruptly appeared above the gray-robed elder's head. It spun rapidly, scattering streams of golden light that seemed to faintly imprison the circulation of his spiritual power.

Three overwhelmingly powerful auras, far surpassing Foundation Establishment Late Stage, descended with a crash. Like three blazing suns, they dispersed the gorge's chill and deathly aura.

At the entrance to the gorge, three figures came striding through the air side by side.

The man in the center wore a moon-white Daoist robe, his face as flawless as carved jade. Holding a horsetail whisk, he was none other than the master of Emerald Wave Lake, Cloud Crane True Person.

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