"Wu Feng, you want to fight me for him too?" Shi Xing's face darkened.
The few people flying over were not much weaker than they were; all of them were Great Triple Stage Half-step Rulers.
"Fight you for him? What a joke! We found Mo Ge, so naturally he's coming with our Wan Hai Sect! Get lost at once, or do you want me to teach you another lesson?"
Wu Feng sneered as he looked at Mo Ge in the distance, his eyes flickering with light. "Mo Ge, come with me!"
"You're all birds of a feather! You want me to go with you? Dream on!"
Having been rescued, Mo Ge hovered in the air and looked at Wu Feng and the others flying over. Not only was there no joy at being saved on his face, it had grown even uglier.
These people were the other group that had been hunting him—the Wan Hai Sect!
If not for them, his wife would not have suffered Shi Xing's humiliation, nor would his family have been destroyed and its members scattered. This sect, too, was his enemy beneath the same sky!
"Haha, Wu Feng, I told you he wouldn't go with you. Let me handle it instead!"
At that moment, another burst of laughter rang out. A young man dressed in luxurious robes flew over, his eyes like those of a hawk, carrying a cunning glint.
Several others followed behind him, also Great Triple Stage Half-step Rulers. With every breath, their auras burst forth, radiating immense power.
"Nie Xiong, hasn't your Yun Cheng Nie Family always remained detached from the mundane? Since when did you start meddling in such matters?" Seeing him, Wu Feng's eyes revealed wariness as he snorted.
"Though our Nie Family is detached from the mundane, a King-Sealing