When Wu Cang returned to Huang Xiao's side, Huang Xiao gave him a thumbs-up and said, "Elder Wu, you're incredible!"
"Hahaha!" Wu Cang roared with laughter.
The God-Burying Hall People had already helped Fan Rong up. Fan Rong tried to struggle, but his efforts were utterly feeble.
"Actually, I could have killed him," Wu Cang told Huang Xiao after watching the God-Burying Hall People take Fan Rong away.
Huang Xiao shook his head. "There's no need for that anymore."
Although he could have killed Fan Rong, Wu Cang would still have had to bear some responsibility for it and would probably have suffered considerable punishment.
Since he had not killed Fan Rong, it counted as a sparring match. Using the Forbidden Art had been Fan Rong's own idea; no one had told him to use it.
The aftereffects of using the Forbidden Art had already crippled Fan Rong. That outcome was enough, and there was actually little difference between that and killing him.
But the way the matter could be presented was vastly different. Their side had much more room to defend itself, and Huang Xiao believed it was unlikely that God-Burying Hall could use this to make trouble for Wu Cang.
The God-Burying Hall People quickly withdrew. Fan Rong's defeat left the rest of them not daring to remain there any longer.
"Let's go!" Huang Xiao called.
The people from Heavenly Demon Hall all wore smiles. They had never expected to cripple an Enlightenment Realm elder of God-Burying Hall right on its own territory.
How would they ever have dared imagine such a thing before?
Huang Xiao and the others had not gone far before an aggressive band of men appeared ahead.
These were clearly God-Burying Hall People as well.
Huang Xiao's expression did not change at the sight