Northern Sky City.
Having hurried along at full speed, the three elders, Wind, Thunder, and Lightning, had arrived in Northern Sky City. They had also learned how Elder Yun had died.
"To think Elder Yun really did die at the Han Family's hands. Who exactly is that young man? How could he have brought Elder Yun down?"
"Who cares who he is? As long as the three of us strike together, the only people in the Northern Domain who can threaten us are old fellows. He's just a young man. With all three of us attacking together, are we really afraid we can't beat him?" The three were still very confident in their strength.
"Really? Are you sure?" A girl's teasing voice rang out. It was Xinlan.
The moment the three Wind and Thunder Pavilion elders entered Northern Sky City, Xu Ran had locked onto them with his divine sense. He then brought Han Yue and Xinlan over.
Xu Ran intended to kill these three, then make a trip to the Wind and Thunder Pavilion and tear it out by the roots.
Otherwise, with people constantly coming to make trouble for him, how was he supposed to live his life?
Once he destroyed the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, no one should dare trouble him for a while.
Over the past few centuries, although the Hall of Souls possessed extraordinary strength far surpassing the Four Pavilions, it had never dared move to wipe out these factions.
The Wind and Thunder Pavilion's strongest expert was only a Dou Zun, but a faction with such an ancient legacy could not simply be destroyed on a whim. Doing so could easily make one the target of every arrow. The bird that stuck its head out got shot, and even the Hall of Souls did