"Gu Sha?" Xue Wuqing, who was leading the group, shifted his gaze towards the two beside him, a murderous i slowly rising.

  "What's with Fatty Xue's stance? Does he want to fight us?" Vulture stood in front of Gu Sha, his eyes cold and sinister.

  "Fire Cloud Sect's business, you'd better stay far away, or I'll deal with you too!" Xue Wuqing said coldly.

  Although he didn't uand why Gu Sha and his panion were here, if they were tactless enough to interfere, he wouldn't mind taking them down as well.

  Vulture's face darkened, his cws slightly curved, ready to make a move, but Gu Sha quickly stopped him.

  "Fire Cloud Sect, such arrogance. We won't fight you today, farewell!"

  With that, Gu Sha gave Huang Mao a meaningful look and drifted away.

  "Lord Xiao, if you need help, just call, and I'll be there." A voice, infused with True Qi, reached Huang Mao's ears.

  After the two left, they didn't go far but stopped nearby, taking out a surveilnce array disk. The mirror on the disk dispyed the area they had just left.

  "Didn't expect Fire Cloud Sect to really show up. The young master phis well!" Vulture's lips curled into a cold smile, as if everything was within expectations.

  "Heh, these foolish disciples of Fire Cloud Sect dare to cim themselves as one of the freat sects. Today, we'll remove them from the list!"

  "As for that third-grade alchemist named Xiao..." A sinister look fshed in Gu Sha's eyes, "Submit or die!"

  This was Huang Mao's first time fag such a formidable force, with over twenty high-level Qi densing Realm cultivators, eao weaker than him. The oppressive aura made him break out in a cold sweat, almost suffog.

  But there was no fear in his eyes; he khe boss would make them pay dearly.

  The elders of Fire Cloud Sect desded in front of Huang Mao, f a semi-circle formation, ready for battle. Xue Wuqing's icy eyes were fixed on Huang Mao, as if trying to see through him.

  "Little thief, I know you have some tricks. I advise you to surrender, or I'll make you wish for death!" Xue Wuqing said harshly.

  "Your nonsense is as plentiful as ever," Huang Mao sneered.

  "Sharp-tongued! Once I capture you and take you back to Fire Cloud Sect, I'll cut out your tongue and see if you still be sant!" Xue Wuqing had long despised him, wishing to fy him alive, but recalling Huang Mao's previous tactics, he still felt uneasy.

  "Yan Steward, go!" Xue Wuqing g the man beside him.

  "Yes!"

  The man called Yan Steward drew a crimson longsword and leaped forward, charging at Huang Mao with a gust of scorg wind.

  Yan Jing was the weakest among them, at the fifth level of the Qi densing Realm, yet still not someone a first-level could withstand. Normally, he could kill with a sirike.

  Xue Wuqi him to test Huang Mao's methods.

  That strange fme, he had seen it twice: o turhe young master to ashes before his eyes, and aime it severely wouhe sect master’s soul.

  But he hadn't been attacked by the fme, so he wao firm whether the oppo could still use it.

  "Huang Mao, I'll go modify the array. This weakling is yours to handle."

  The appearance of the Hidden Poiso gave Xiao Long more ideas. Sihey were going to reap, why not reap big? After all, fools with experience shouldn't go to waste.

  Hearing Xiao Long's voice, Huang Mao showed no fear; instead, he seemed eager, grinning, "Just what I wanted!"

  "Die!"

  A chilling gleam burst from the sword's edge. Yan Jing's eyes were sharp, his body swift as the wind, thrusting straight at Huang Mao's neck.

  "A mere first-level Qi densing Realm, watch me kill you in one move!" Yan Jing hadn't witnessed Huang Mao's methods firsthand and was disdainful. To him, true strength was king, and those tricks might fool others but not him.

  "Perfect timing!"

  Huang Mao's eyes were filled with excitement. He raised a bck stio extra movements, simply swinging it forward.

  "C death!" Seeing Huang Mao's a, the elders of Fire Cloud Seog expressions. They thought Huang Mao would use some straactics, but he dared to csh head-on.

  Xue Wuqing was also surprised. He dared to go head-to-head? A first-level against a fifth-level, wasn't that suicide?

  To everyone, Huang Mao's swing seemed ordinary, but in Yan Jing's eyes, it was as if a mountain was bearing down on him!

  "g!"

  A deafening csh of ir out, sword and stick separated instantly. Yan Jing staggered back several steps, nearly dropping his sword, while Huang Mao was flung back, stopping over teers away.

  "Haha! That was exhirating!" Feeling the slight numbness in his arm, Huang Mao licked his lips, growing more excited.

  Huang Mao had thought, without going berserk, he could at most match a third-level Qi densing Realm. But uedly, he withstood a full-force strike from a fifth-level.

  He g the bck sti his hand.

  Siaining the stick, Huang Mao felt his blood boiling, as if filled with endless strength. It was this feeling that allowed him to withstand a fifth-level strike.

  Unbeknownst to him, Yan Jing's heart was in turmoil.

  A first-level Qi densing Realm had forced him back. Previously, not even a fourth-level could make him retreat a step.

  This meant the masked man's strength was nearly equal to his.

  A first-level g with a fifth-level wasn't just a simple challe was surpassing half a realm!

  "Bastard! Take my Tidal Sword Teique!" Yan Jing charged again, his sword dang wildly, the sword light like o waves, tinuous and unending, enveloping Huang Mao's vital points.

  "Sigh, b!"

  Huang Mao shook his head, his bones crag, his body growing several feet taller, reag nearly five meters in an instant! This was his true height!

  Then, everyo a terrifying aura rapidly rising. Huang Mao's power surged from a first-level Demon General to the peak of a third-level, entering berserk mode!

  Xue Wuqing and the others were stunned. A third-level?

  "Trash! Take my strike!" Huang Mao roared, swinging his stick fiercely at the ining tidal sword light. With orike, it seemed as if the heavens roared, the air exploding with crag sounds.

  Yan Jing was shocked!

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