“Insolence! This is the Young Clan Lord of our Longevity Clan!” Tian Yun shouted.

“So what?” one of the cultivators said with a mystical voice.

“Humph!”

Tian Yun released a harrumph before taking a step forward. A hand fan suddenly appeared in his hand. One glance was all it took for Chen Feng to determine that the hand fan was made using Longevity Wood.

Shua!

The hand fan swept out and cold wind burst forward to quickly form a massive wind blade, which then charged forward.

His target was not the Purpleblood Clan cultivator. Rather, it was the one who spoke up earlier. It was none other than the cultivator from the Celestial Heartless Plane, Young Master Wu Leng.

He cultivated the grand dao of heartlessness and did not have a particularly deep relationship with the others. That was why Tian Yun had chosen to attack him first. Although Tian Yun and Liu Feng were arrogant, they were neither fools nor morons. They were aware they their strength was insufficient to deal with the cultivators from so many Celestial Planes. Thus, they wanted to deal with them individually.

In the face of Tian Yun’s attack, Young Master Wu Leng dared not be careless. He raised his hand to form a world of ice as he attempted to freeze Tian Yun’s wind...