The handsome young man looked quickly toward Fang Chen. "Daoist, we mustn't let him escape. That person is very vindictive. If we let him live, he might cause trouble for both of you in the future."1

Fang Chen nodded, raised his hand, and released another sword strike.0

The sword light was lightning fast. Compared to it, Old Wu's speed was like that of a snail. He had just rushed out of the banquet hall when he was cut down.0

Fairy Yu moved to his corpse and retrieved his storage ring. 0

After that, she looked at everyone present and asked casually, "Does anyone know which direction to take from here to reach the Immortal Dynasty Holy Land?"0

Everyone was puzzled hearing that. "Immortal Dynasty Holy Land?" 0

Upon seeing that, Fairy Yu turned her attention to the extravagantly-dressed young man, who was accompanied by the Nascent Soul Realm cultivator behind him. She expected him to know more than the people...0