"Fang Han, I'll leave them to you."
Facing several experts of the Mystical Ability Realm, Fang Yu had no interest in making a move and directly left them to Fang Han.
"Rest assured, Brother. Leave it to me!"
Fang Han grinned, then spoke to the people within the Jidu Divine Smoke.
"My brother and I came to the outer realms primarily to cultivate divine abilities. We have long admired Senior Jidu Dharma King's great reputation, and we never expected to be fortunate enough to encounter him today. Could you fellow Daoists perhaps introduce us?"
"An introduction? Naturally, that won't be a problem."
Hearing Fang Han's words, the several Mystical Ability Realm cultivators nodded arrogantly.
"Then many thanks, fellow Daoists. Once this is done, there will certainly be a generous reward."
Fang Han hurriedly thanked them.
"Fine, come in!" As he spoke, Jidu Dharma King's divine smoke gathered into a golden bridge that descended beneath the brothers' feet.
Fang Han and Fang Yu exchanged a glance, then stepped onto the golden bridge and entered the Jidu Divine Smoke.
The instant they entered, the surrounding Jidu Divine Smoke surged toward them like a tide, whirling continuously around the brothers' protective aura.
"What is the meaning of this?"
Fang Han's expression turned cold as he demanded an answer.
"Hahaha! What are we doing? We are four of Patriarch Jidu's Golden Core disciples, commanding tens of thousands of cultivators. With a single point of our fingers, flying swords gather in swarms. Whoever we want dead, dies!"
The figures of four cultivators appeared within the Jidu Divine Smoke, laughing loudly.
"So you want the lives of us two brothers. The tiger has no wish to harm men, yet men harbor the heart to harm the tiger."
Fang Yu shook his head and sighed.
"Fang Han,