This Stance Was Terrifyingly Strong, Thunder-in-Mouth (Two-in-One)

"Those two lives today? Sell them to me!"

His voice rang like metal striking stone. Dead silence seized the room.

Outside, the rain had stopped. The dark clouds quietly withdrew, and the sky cleared once more.

Disbelief still lingered on Luo Feiguang's face. His gaze drifted to the cultivators in Mount Zhongnan robes behind you, and his heart stirred.

That copper coin, that secret of Mercury—only insiders knew of them. Could this middle-aged man, whose temples were lightly touched with frost, actually be... The thought sent Luo Feiguang's heart racing.

Yet Luo Feiguang did not dare expose the man's identity. He was not certain himself, and with a Grandmaster here to kill them, he could not say it aloud.

Xiao Yu raised her tear-streaked face, unable to believe this man would stand up for them. She looked toward Ouyang Huangquan, whose face had turned livid.

Perhaps there was a glimmer of hope.

The Four Elders of the Sword Sect had long been away from the martial world. They studied each of the nine, but it was like trying to see flowers through fog. They could not tell who they were.

Hu Jie of the Sword Sect looked startled too, though he failed to see anything extraordinary about the nine. He merely took them for another disguised "Prince of Yan and his entourage."

Along the Yuetang River now, who knew how many parties of Princes of Yan there were, or how many false princes?

"Do you truly mean to make an enemy of me?"

Ouyang Huangquan stared at you, his face dark. "Beneath Senluo Hall, all things shall perish!" he said coldly.

Ouyang Huangquan's Grandmaster aura surged forth and engulfed the entire tavern in an instant.

That invisible killing intent pierced through clothing like a winter wind. The other nine seated