Tian Qisha stepped forward, fearlessly facing Xu Yilin’s aura head-on. Instead of being intimidated, his murderous intent only grew stronger.0

“Could it be that the Tian Clan has any trump cards?” whispered a few shop owners among themselves.0

After all, anyone could tell that the Xu Clan already held the advantage in this fight. They might’ve lost ten-odd guards, but it didn’t shake the Xu Clan’s foundation because none of their higher hierarchies died. So what did Tian Qisha mean by saying that? Everyone was baffled and couldn’t figure out how the Tian and Wan Clans could turn the table around unless they also had someone in the Marrow Cleansing Realm.1

Tian Qisha wouldn’t have spoken so confidently if he wasn’t sure of himself. This meant that he must have had some reason for his confidence.0

“Brother Xue Yang, please make a move to hold back Xu Yilin while we slaughter everyone from the Xu Clan.” Tian Qisha turned to look at the four from the Xue Clan. Aside from Xue Yang, who was in the Marrow Cleansing Realm, three others were in the Spirit Cleansing Realm.0

Upon hearing Xue Yang’s name, Xu Yilin narrowed his eyes. The Xu Clan’s oil mills had recently come under repeated attack, all carried out by the Xue Clan. They had been hiding in...0