Outside, Lan Hong coldly watched the Futuo Clan members led by Futuo Xuan.
"Who I am, I believe you have investigated thoroughly enough that I needn't introduce myself.
But there is something I want to understand. What exactly do you intend to do after killing your own clan leader?
Or have you already betrayed the Great Thousand World and pledged yourselves to the Outer Realm Demons?"
"Stop spouting nonsense here. You are an outsider, and the affairs of the Futuo Clan are none of your concern.
Leave the Futuo Clan now, and everything can still be discussed. Otherwise..."
The threat in Futuo Xuan's words was unmistakable.
"Since you refuse to tell the truth, I can only make you speak with my sword."
The Bright Sword in Lan Hong's hand pointed at Futuo Xuan, its sword intent surging.
Futuo Xuan's expression turned icy as he unexpectedly launched the first attack.
A Black-and-White Light Wheel appeared in his hand. Black and white intertwined, and the destructive power within could be clearly felt.
Seeing Futuo Xuan make the first move, Lan Hong no longer held back. He opened with Changhong Pierces the Sun, a crimson sword aura cleaving straight toward Futuo Xuan.
Futuo Xuan snorted coldly and unleashed the Black-and-White Light Wheel's destructive power, shredding Lan Hong's sword aura.
By then, Lan Hong had already flashed before Futuo Xuan, the Bright Sword stabbing directly at his vital points.
Futuo Xuan reacted at once, instantly enlarging the Black-and-White Light Wheel in an attempt to force Lan Hong back.
Unfortunately, Lan Hong advanced instead of retreating. Rolling Thunderclap surged along the Bright Sword as he borrowed the momentum to swing Futuo Xuan away like a baseball.
"This Black-and-White Light Wheel is quite formidable. It didn't even shatter."
Futuo Xuan landed and only barely managed to