Liu Wuxie’s attack was executed in an unusual manner, following a complex trajectory. He vanished while his foot remained on the ground, a feat only achievable by those highly skilled in movement techniques.0

“Father-in-law, finish him off!” Liu Wuxie called out, echoing a similar strategy to the other night when he had ambushed Yun Lan and Nangong Qi. Liu Wuxie held Xue Yang in place while Xu Yilin dealt the killing blow. Having just recovered his golden soul sea, Liu Wuxie was cautious not to recklessly unleash a soul attack, especially with other threats still present. He needed to conserve his strength.0

“Understood!” There was a strong understanding between Liu Wuxie and Xu Yilin. Xu Yilin quickly grasped Liu Wuxie’s intentions, and a red spear materialized in his hand. The patriarchs of all four clans carried an interspatial pouch to keep their weapons.0

Like a dragon soaring from the sea, the spear released a chilling radiance directed at Xue Yang’s chest. The Xue Clan had sent people to burn down three of the Xu Clan’s oil mills, and the feud between the two clans was irreconcilable. So, there was naturally no need for Xu Yilin to show mercy. In the worst scenario, they could...0