“Erase Cloudwater from the map?” Feng Wujiang broke into a twisted smile. “With your little Dusk Phalanx?”

The Dusk Phalanx was just an army of cultivators. Even its general, Yuchi Hanxing, was only a true immortal, and therefore lower than even ants in Feng Wujiang’s eyes.

“Feng Yin will remain safe on my watch. I’d like to see how your little tin soldiers are going to raze Cloudwater!” Expression frosty, he didn’t deny the fact that Feng Yin had attempted to kill Lu Yun. Immortals at his level considered such petty tricks to be beneath them. They did what they wanted and accepted the consequences accordingly. As such, it was people like him who were the most formidable.

Yue Cheng’s expression darkened as well. Feng Wujiang wasn’t the only warden in charge of Cloudwater;...