After the dark-skinned young man shouted, the five young men before him released their spirit force. Various colors of light flashed from their bodies.

The dark-skinned young man didn’t make a move, he just waited for Zhao Jiuge’s reaction. He considered Zhao Jiuge the biggest threat, and he was not worried about Miao Yuehua escaping. As for Ling Bo Re, he believed her to merely be a decorative vase.

Seeing the five people making a move, Zhao Jiuge couldn’t help but sneer. With a two-realm difference, those five people moved like snails to him. This also made him understand how he must look before those more powerful cultivators.

Originally, Zhao Jiuge wanted to see what was different about witchcraft, but the moment he saw spirit light, he lost all interest. All cultivation in the world was based around spirit force, the difference was merely how it was used.

Presumably, he wouldn’t be able to see any profound witchcraft from people at their cultivation realm, so he decided not to waste time.

His hand rose and his sword fell.

Silver light flashed. Zhao Jiuge didn’t even use his true power, he simply swiped...