"Let's not beat around the bush. You may not be unfamiliar with the name Xu Xing. I've already made inquiries here, so there's no point in hiding anything. Do you think a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator can stop me?"
As the long-faced man spoke, a thin, long whip appeared in his hand.
Although the woman's cultivation within the formation felt somewhat indistinct to him, he had already learned about the situation here and guessed that she was the maid named Ling'e.
Since Zhao Fenglou had still not emerged and had sent this woman out instead, his injuries must not have healed. Then he would force Zhao Fenglou to come out.
If Zhao Fenglou fled, he would not be able to take all these mortal relatives with him at once. Then he would slaughter the Zhao residence.
At this moment, the inside and outside of the manor were deathly silent. When Ling'e had moved against Li Yan and the others earlier, she had already cast a spell that sent all the mortals in the Zhao residence and several nearby streets into slumber.
The long-faced man suddenly lashed his thin whip at the empty air before him. The whip tip shot straight out like a venomous snake amid a shriek.
Clang!
The clash of metal rang out before the long-faced man, and a spark exploded in the night. With that single strike, the entire Zhao residence shook as though an earthquake had struck, the earth trembling violently.
Within the great formation, Ling'e's face turned pale as she held the bronze lamp. She knew the gap between herself and a Golden Core Realm cultivator, but she had still wanted to use the formation's defenses to see whether she could contend with him at all.
Yet after just one attack, she could barely keep