Sect Leader Master Yun Tai's palms moved slightly, but it was a touch too late, as he merely opened his mouth to say, "Uncle Master, please show mercy."
As he spoke, Yu Changsheng had already sensed something amiss.
She swung her sword to strike horizontally, feeling immensely relieved; the opponent's words were foul, it didn't matter if she couldn't out-curse them, but she could certainly out-fight them.
However, she hadn't expected that the Inner Residence Elder wouldn't show even a hint of hesitation. While rescuing the fallen, his move was a lethal technique; the roaring Powerful Water Qi descended like a tempest, condensing the surroundings into an impregnable prison of azure light rings.
At the same time, Elder Zeng Jing's palm strike, carrying deep azure Yuan Qi, was about to crush down from above.
"Old thief, how dare you!"
A cry of extreme pain echoed from the distance.
A streak of sword light, like a mirage floating in the air, whistled forth...
