Qin Long's expression changed drastically, and his heart sank. He bellowed sharply:
"Who goes there? How dare you trespass into the sacred grounds of my Dragon-Tiger Pavilion!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
A succession of robes slicing through the air rang out.
In an instant, figures filled the high walls surrounding the courtyard.
All of them wore the uniforms of core disciples and stewards from the Jade Parasol Sect, Blade-Transforming Fort, and Iron Spear Sect. Every one of them possessed Transformation Force cultivation, looking down upon those in the courtyard from above.
The Dragon-Tiger Pavilion disciples immediately faced a formidable enemy. Weapons were drawn with a chorus of metallic clangs, blade glints and sword shadows making the chill in the courtyard surge abruptly!
At that moment, the courtyard gates opened with a creak.
A green-robed old man with a slightly hunched back stepped into the courtyard.
The old man's face was dry and wrinkled. His cloudy eyes were sharp as an eagle's, and he gripped a dragon-headed cane in his hand. Unhurriedly coming to a stop, he fixed his gaze on Qin Long and sneered.
"Heh... the sacred grounds of the Dragon-Tiger Pavilion? In this old man's view, this place... is more likely the sacred ground of the Baleful Yin Sect, isn't it?"
The ominous premonition in Qin Long's heart had finally come true!
He narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the old man. Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, he gritted his teeth and said:
"Guo Si!"
"I, the Pavilion Master, have always been open and aboveboard. What Baleful Yin Sect? Stop spouting nonsense! Rather, your Jade Parasol Sect has barged into my Dragon-Tiger Pavilion without cause. Are you openly declaring war?"
"Open and aboveboard?"
Guo Si planted his dragon-headed cane against the bluestone ground. A faint jade light rippled over