“You are cultivating the gale-type sword energy. You are from Sword Hall?” Sage Whitelake’s voice rang out beside Mo Xigui’s ear.

“Junior Mo Xigui greets senior,” Mo Xigui hastily shouted out in excitement.

“Hmm, not bad.” Sage Whitelake nodded his head. After a moment’s consideration, he jabbed with his finger, causing a white-coloured sword light to cleave its way through the sky before exploding beside Mo Xigui. A dark spatial passageway opened up.

“Hurry up and leave,” Sage Whitelake said in a solemn tone.

“Thank you, senior!” Mo Xigui was quick to react. His figure flashed forward to disappear into the passageway. The two cultivators who were standing beside him too, rushed into the passageway.

“Where are you going?!” Seeing his food attempting to leave, the Nine-tailed Fox’s thick tails screeched through the sky as they shot towards Chen Feng and the others.

“Nine-tailed Yao King, you should just take care of yourself first.” Sage Whitelake sneered. Then, he sent a beam of sword energy towards the Blessed Water Talisman.

The resulting stimulation from the beam of sword energy caused the Blessed Water Talisman to erupt once more. Stream after stream of blessed waters condensed into roaring water dragons and they began attacking the Nine-tailed Fox, tearing and biting into it.

“A good opportunity. We should go as well.” After saying that, the old cultivator rushed towards the Nine-tailed Fox’s position.

It was not just him. Even Chen Feng and...