Facing the sudden attack, the expressions of the three Murong Clan cultivators changed slightly, but they did not appear overly flustered.
After all, the cultivators from every faction within this ancient path were competitors. Now that they had discovered the ruins of this ancient sect, it was only natural for later arrivals to be tempted by wealth and seek to seize this opportunity.
Moreover, the moment Lin Hui and the others released their auras, the Murong Clan side had already guessed their identities.
They cultivated lightning arts and dared to attack the Tiger Chasing imperial family so brazenly. They could only be disciples of the Wind Thunder Temple from the Central Region.
Still, the three of them harbored some doubts. They clearly had no dealings with the Wind Thunder Temple, so why were the hostility and killing intent radiating from the other side so intense?
It was as though they shared some deep-seated, blood-soaked grudge.
"Your Highness the Princess."
"Go."
"Yes!"
Whoosh—
The three Murong Clan cultivators rose at the command. Golden halos blossomed around them as they charged toward the Wind Thunder Temple cultivators.
Murong Qiuhan's gaze remained fixed quietly on a stone slab before her, as if she were trying to identify something.
Even with Lin Hui and the others arriving in such an aggressive manner, she did not spare them another glance.
This reaction also surprised the three Wind Thunder Temple cultivators.
They did not know whether to call this Tiger Chasing princess arrogant or ignorant.
Their side had one at Essence Condensation Perfection, two at the late stage, and Lin Hui, a prodigy whose combat strength far surpassed his cultivation realm.
The disparity in combat power between the two sides was glaring. Even if Tiger Chasing wished to contend with them, they should have temporarily avoided