Jiang Jiu furrowed his eyebrows together. He was acutely aware of every important figure within the Yun family, but, right now he had no impression of this person in front of him. Was this a guest? It seemed that this person’s status wasn’t low, and maybe Yun Fan had him come out to interfere. As he thought about the trace of panic and fear he felt, Jiang Jiu’s complexion darkened. He sneered, “Just who are you? You dare to speak to me like that? You are seeking death!” Today’s task had been assigned to him by his uncle. He didn’t even place the Yun Family in his eyes, much less this unknown cultivator.

“Grab him!” As his voice fell, someone behind Jiang Jiu raced forwards. The aura of a Golden burst out, like a hurricane of flames sweeping around.

Countless cultivators felt their hearts tremble. How powerful! Compared to the two Golden Cores from before, this person was far stronger; he was at least at the eighth level of Golden Core or higher. This was already the third Golden Core and there were still several people behind Jiang Jiu. If they were all Golden Core cultivators then that was too horrifying; it was no wonder that these people didn’t respect the Yun Family.

The Golden Core cultivator fiendishly grinned and his fan-sized hand came crashing down. He had been nicknamed Iron Hand by others, and he had cultivated a...