Mad Daoist cast his gaze toward the sky. "This Heavenly Dao truly seems crippled. Li Big Cannon pointed at the Heavenly Dao's nose and cursed its ancestors through eighteen generations, yet it did not hear a thing. Infinite Life Venerable, this is truly not a good sign..."
Li Qianzong looked at the sky and shrank his neck.
In his fury just now, he had feared nothing. Thinking back on it now, though, he still felt a little apprehensive...
Lin Xiaosu laughed heartily. "Senior Li, remember the terms of the agreement: intercept them with all your strength! If you let even one person cross the border, then you will have violated the words 'all your strength.' You will still suffer Karma."
"Scram!" Li Qianzong exhaled with a roar, and a tidal wave of air blasted Mad Daoist and Lin Xiaosu more than a hundred li away...
In the blink of an eye, the two landed back at the original battlefield.
The battlefield had already been cleaned up.
The corpses had been removed, erasing some of the battlefield's grim brutality.
Hua Miaoyi held Feng Ji's hand. Behind her stood nine Enlightened Realm experts. Seeing Mad Daoist descend from the sky, everyone bowed together. "Senior!"
This was the proper etiquette of the cultivation world.
Yet Mad Daoist looked like mud that could not be plastered onto a wall. He merely waved a hand and went aside.
He yielded the main seat to Lin Xiaosu.
Lin Xiaosu spoke. "Seniors of Kun Cang, before leaving Kun Cang, I promised you that if you came out and fought to the death, Qianlong would reward you. This Folded Space is rich in spiritual energy and should be beneficial to cultivators. If you are willing to establish sects here, choose whatever mountains you please. As for the vicious