Now, even against people like Jun Tian and Wuya, he dared to fight without fear!
"Kill that Lorne, and we'll arrange the full funeral package for him," Nangong Wentian said with a grin.
"There's no need to fight. The Song Celestial Clan is nothing more than a bunch of clowns," Hua Yunfei said at that moment.
Nangong Wentian and the others looked at Hua Yunfei, asking what he meant.
"The Red Cloud Sect is one of us. The Song Celestial Clan are the outsiders. Since they want to use the Red Cloud Sect to destroy us, I'll have the Red Cloud Sect destroy them instead." Hua Yunfei's lips curled upward, dangerous divine light flickering in his eyes.
"The Red Cloud Sect is one of us?"
Looking at the divine light in Hua Yunfei's eyes, Nangong Wentian always felt a chill down his back. Even after spending so much time with Hua Yunfei, he still had not been able to see through him!
No one of this generation across the heavens had ever given him such a feeling. He was truly far too dangerous!
"That's right. Let's go pay a visit to the Old Ancestor Nangong first. We can discuss everything else afterward," Hua Yunfei said.
Nangong Wentian nodded and led the way, taking Hua Yunfei and the others out of the plaza.
The Nangong Immortal Clan was a grand immortal paradise, shrouded in immortal mist and draped in glowing rosy clouds. Flocks of flying cranes filled the skies, while palace complexes stood around divine mountains.
After leaving the teleportation plaza, they saw an elderly man in Daoist robes ahead. He had crane-white hair and a youthful face, held a whisk in his hand, and looked every inch the enlightened master.
"Wentian, and these people are?" The old man in Daoist