Ultimate Crushing

Ning Zhirou's voice was not loud, but it carried mana, reverberating through the surrounding area.

The plains around the Black Tower had long since been occupied by countless cultivators. Tents and figures filled the land, and from the moment Bai Yu's group of three strode forward so domineeringly, some had already sensed that someone was bound to suffer.

Thus, when Ning Zhirou's voice rang out, quite a few people emerged openly. In the blink of an eye, wave after wave of auras swept across the area.

When these people appeared and saw that the unlucky soul was Mo Taichong, some were taken aback, while others were shocked.

The Taiji Sect was no weak force even in the Upperstream; otherwise, Mo Taichong and his wife would not have been qualified to set up camp so close to the Black Tower.

What no one had expected was that the Esoteric Sect would so openly and aggressively tell them to get lost.

That should not have been the case. The Taiji Sect had no grudge against the Esoteric Sect, and the two usually stayed out of each other's way. Why was this Esoteric Sect Dharma Protector acting as if she had swallowed a keg of gunpowder?

Everyone's eyes brimmed with surprise and curiosity, all of them looking as though they were waiting to watch a good show.

"Hehe, you don't know, do you?"

"A lot has happened to the Esoteric Sect recently. One of their Dharma Protectors tried to kidnap the Holy Son of the Dragon Tiger God Suppression Sect while training at the Divine Mountain, only to capsize in a gutter. That Dharma Protector was slapped to death outright by an enraged ancestor of the Dragon Tiger God Suppression Sect."

"So tell me, could the Esoteric Sect possibly have a friendly face