Beiming Potian’s murderous aura could be sensed several dozen miles away. There was a black cloud above him. Wherever he passed, the thick street would have cracks like spider webs all over the place.

Cultivators didn’t dare to stop his path. The slower ones were crushed by his murderous aura and turned into bloody corpses.

“Feng Feiyun! Get the hell out here!” He shouted with a force causing a minor earthquake.

The gate of Heart Reached Villa opened. Su Xue in a black dress and a rain hat stood in front of the entrance like a specter. She raised her sword and coldly said: “Who dares to disturb Heart Reached Villa? Who do you think you are?”

An armored prodigy flew out with four roaring beast souls. He wore a white-wolf pelt and said seriously: “Our First Young Noble of the Beiming Clan is here, tell Feiyun to come out and accept his death.”

“The manor...