"You think you're worthy of talking about rules? Spare me the bullshit! If Xiao Yu doesn't come out today, I'll tear this place down!" Seeing Cheng Tiankun still quibbling after Perfected Zhiyang had already explained, Old Demon Hehuan roared in fury.
Just as Cheng Tiankun was about to say something else, a voice whose mood was impossible to read drifted out from behind the restriction's light barrier.
"Which dumb fuck is spouting nonsense out here? The stench is unbearable!"
Before the words had faded, the light barrier rippled and parted to either side, opening a gap several dozen feet wide. A figure flew out amid a flash of golden light.
The newcomer wore black robes and carried a wooden sword on his back. His skin was fair, his features ordinary, and he looked to be in his thirties. It was none other than Xiao Yu, who had just returned from the Giant Sword Sect!
Over the past year, apart from cultivating, he had been attempting to construct long-distance Teleportation Formations. He had started with short-range formations and gradually increased the distance. After extensive experimentation and wasting vast quantities of resources, he had finally made a major breakthrough a few days ago, successfully establishing his first long-distance Teleportation Formation between the Falling Cloud Sect and the Giant Sword Sect.
These past few days, Xiao Yu had been busy ironing out the formation's remaining minor problems. He had never expected that someone would come bullying their way to his doorstep during the brief time he was away today.
As soon as he teleported back from the Giant Sword Sect with Yuan Yao and his other wives and concubines, he habitually swept his immense divine sense around his cave abode and immediately detected what was happening outside the restriction's light barrier.
His expression