"Those who hide their heads and show their tails can be no good! Since you two refuse to know what is good for you, we can only uphold justice on Heaven's behalf and slay the wicked!"
A three-foot Azure Edge sword suddenly appeared in the white-haired old Daoist's hand, its cold gleam bursting forth.
"Stop!"
Ma Li shouted, shattering the tense, sword-drawn atmosphere.
"This is my Ma Estate, and Fellow Daoists Wei Xuan and Gu Ling are guests I invited. If you wish to make a move on my territory, should you not first ask me, the host?"
The white-haired old Daoist turned, his gaze falling upon Ma Li.
"Fellow Daoist Ma Li, this old Daoist does not wish to become enemies with you. But if you insist on forcibly meddling, then do not blame us for overturning your Feng Estate!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all seven Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivators who had been invited glared at Ma Li like tigers watching their prey.
The auras of their Tribulation Transcendence stages erupted in full force, pressing toward Ma Li wave after wave like a surging tide.
Though Ma Li was a late Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivator, even he could not help changing expression when faced with the pressure of seven Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivators. His face paled somewhat.
As for the Mahayana stage cultivators, they did not dare involve themselves in a dispute between Tribulation Transcendence stage cultivators at all. Some clever people had already begun leaving, quietly slipping out through the doors of the council hall.
"Fellow Daoist Ma Li, are you truly going to make enemies of us for the sake of two unrelated people?" the white-haired old Daoist asked gravely.
Ma Li's expression shifted uncertainly.
There was anger and resentment in his eyes as he