Sect Master Zhang Dongzhi was utterly furious.
Everything Elder Yan had done had wounded him to the heart.
All these years, he had swallowed his anger before the Riches Bloom Gate, but within the Dongkong Sect, hardly anyone dared challenge his authority as Sect Master.
Besides, Elder Yan was his man, his most loyal subordinate-a dog he had raised.
Yet now that dog wanted to bite.
When someone like that turned around and sank his teeth into you, it hurt most of all.
Zhang Dongzhi felt it was time to bring him to his senses.
Almost simultaneously, the true essence within both men surged, making the surrounding air tremble and distort.
With a boom, the two collided.
The stone slabs beneath them shattered, cracks spreading like spiderwebs.
As their arms swept and twisted, a hurricane sprang up from the flat ground, sending glazed roof tiles flying like scraps of paper.
At that moment, Gu Qingfeng could see only two blurry figures fighting within the gale.
Boom!
"Caw! You old bastard, hit the madam and I'll knock your teeth out!"
Like thunder erupting over level ground, Elder Yan abruptly drew his heavy sword and drove it down!
Shuddering waves of sword energy punched a string of holes through the ground, blasting the buildings ahead apart with a succession of booms.
Even the courtyard wall Gu Qingfeng was crouching on began shaking violently, throwing off the sect disciples who had just arrived to watch.
Only one figure stood there lightly, completely unaffected by the shaking.
That was the sect's Elder Feng.
In fact, few elders remained at the Dongkong Sect year-round, as many of its senior members had to guard the mines, taking turns returning to enjoy some rest.
Elder Feng had returned only yesterday and had no idea what exactly had