“Who are you people? How dare you block my way?”0

Gu Suitang’s furious voice suddenly boomed out from the forest.0

Gu Suitang was currently being attacked by four people wearing black outfits, though it would be more accurate to say that they were tying him up so he wouldn’t be able to rescue Ye Qing.0

They were three late-stage Spirit Purifiers and one Spirit Master. The Spirit Master was the pivot of the group, and the three late-stage Spirit Purifiers their support.0

Gu Suitang was extremely powerful. His fists were as heavy as a mountain, his intent was as tall as the sky itself, and every punch he threw seemed capable of rocking a mountain and tearing down an entire chunk of a city. However, the Spirit Master he was facing wasn’t weak either. They used a martial art that was the complete opposite of Gu Suitang’s fist art in that it was soft, transient, flexible and unpredictable. No matter how powerful Gui Suitang’s punches were, he could always render them harmless.0

Perhaps Gu Suitang could’ve broken through by force if the Spirit Master wasn’t aided by three Spirit Purifiers, but they were, so he was unable to break free no matter what he tried.0

“The Flowing Cloud Sanda[1]? You’re Xue Beikun?” Gu Suitang...0