Inside the Balanced Hall on a subsidiary peak of the Xu Family Base.
The three Upper Palace envoys who had just been seated on the dais, their pressure mountainous and their presence like dark clouds blanketing an entire region, striking terror into every soul, were now a very different sight: one hung in midair, struggling helplessly; one trembled, pale as dirt, stammering; and one lay dead on the spot, face against the floor, eyes wide open, unable to rest in death!
The other four Foundation Establishment attendants lay prostrate, shaking all over, tears and snot streaming as they kowtowed like garlic being pounded, fearing only that this journey would make all their mothers' labor in bearing them come to nothing.
A mild voice came from the seat of honor. Although the attendant had not raised his head, he knew the speaker was addressing him. His heart shuddered, and he answered shakily, "True Person Zhou, she-she is a daughter-in-law of the Shi clan."
At these words, the female cultivator with her hair pinned up changed expression sharply. Her lovely brows drew together, and she immediately moved. Turning, she unleashed her mana with a thunderous burst and fled desperately toward the hall's exit.
"Run! He has a grudge against our clan! He'll kill us all!"
At the same time, someone shouted through voice transmission, and two kneeling figures sprang up together, fleeing for their lives.
Their speed demonstrated the impressive reactions and abilities of Foundation Establishment cultivators. In ordinary lineages, they were figures qualified to found a branch and become its patriarch.
"Shing!"
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"
Three streaks of escape light flared in succession, racing for the door. Suddenly, a sigh sounded, followed by an even more piercing sword cry tearing through the air. The next instant, all three streaks stopped abruptly