Zhao Jiuge was interrupted for an instant by the voice that suddenly appeared, but his Cold Underworld Sword quickly slashed down.

From the corner of his eye, he could clearly see two people. He didn’t even have to think to know they were people from the Flowing Cloud Sect. They had to be the helpers Xiao Yun had called over using the message jade.

On the left was an old man in a white robe with white hair that was just scattered over his shoulders. His face was covered in ditches and was even a little dull.

On the right was a slightly burley middle-aged man with hair scattered across his shoulders. His skin was dark and his eyes were like copper bells. He was wearing a large, yellow robe with the flowing cloud pattern embroidered on the cuffs.

Both of them were on flying swords. The old man stood on a silver flying sword, while the middle-aged man stood on a large, cyan blade. 

Compared to the stiff old man, the middle-aged man was furious and the veins on his head were popping.

The old man was Wang Rui, one of the three elders of the Flowing Cloud Sect. He was the oldest among the elders, but he was only at the late stage of the Spirit Core Realm. He had gotten lucky and consumed a spirit fruit that allowed him to enter the Spirit Core Realm, but he only formed a grade-1 spirit core. As a result, even after so many years, he was still stuck at the Spirit Core Realm.

The middle-aged man was Xiao Yun’s senior brother and one of the three elders. Although Xiao Yun was also at the Spirit Core Realm, he was not an elder. The sect master, Leng Feng, was training him to be the future sect master.

The middle-aged man was Fang Liang, who had condensed a grade-4 spirit core. He had entered the sect about two decades ahead of Xiao Yun, but his talent was limited. If he could reach the Nascent Soul Realm before his death, it would be very good.

The two of them were cultivating inside the Flowing Cloud Sect when they felt the spirit force fluctuations from the message jade. They were both shocked and immediately rushed over, but they didn’t expect to see this.

The Flowing Cloud Sect had another elder. It was unknown why he hadn't immediately rushed over.

Wang Rui and Fang Liang immediately shouted when they arrived, but Zhao Jiuge ignored them. This made them extremely angry. Even though they wanted to help, it was too late—they were still a distance away from Zhao Jiuge.

A muffled sound echoed and the surroundings became silent.

Zhao Jiuge’s Cold Underworld Sword had directly released a ray of sword energy toward Xiao Yun, launching him away. Xiao Yun couldn’t resist at all and his body was cut in half. The spirit force filled with the cold attribute surrounded Xiao Yun. Even the spirit core in his abdomen was destroyed.

Complete silence!

Everyone who saw this became silent and stared. Mo Longjie became very tense when he saw this; he didn’t feel any joy.

The surrounding people opened their mouths in shock. They hadn’t expected Zhao Jiuge to kill Xiao Yun with the people of the Flowing Cloud Sect present. They knew the Xiao family was doomed. Without Xiao Yun, the Flowing Cloud Sect wouldn't care about the Xiao family. However, Xiao Yun was the Flowing Cloud Sect’s sect master, Leng Feng’s, disciple. They would definitely deal with Zhao Jiuge.

“Yun Er!”

“Junior Brother!”

After a long time, Fang Liang and Xiao Yi reacted and let out a bleak shouts.

Fang Liang’s eyes were about to crack. He didn’t think anyone would dare to kill his junior brother in the area that belonged to the Flowing Cloud Sect. Although his junior brother had better talent and was a bit arrogant, Xiao Yun had always treated him well. He didn’t expect to be separated by life and death after parting so long ago. His eyes were filled with killing intent!

Xiao Yi looked at everything before him in disbelief. He couldn’t believe the son he was so proud of would die so easily. After letting out that bleak roar, his body became soft. He knelt on the ground, and his eyes were lifeless.

Xiao Yu was also shocked; so much so that he even forgot to even help Xiao Yi, who had fallen. Xiao Yun was the pillar of the Xiao family. With his death, the Xiao family was no match for the Mo family, who had Mo Longjie.

Compared to the angry Fang Liang, who had lost his cool, the old Wang Ru stared coldly at Zhao Jiuge and spoke in a cold voice, “You sure are bold! Do you not know that this is my Flowing Cloud Sect’s territory? You dare to kill a person of my Flowing Cloud Sect? It looks like you don’t want to live anymore!”

“This is a matter between me and the Xiao family. It has nothing to do with you.” After Zhao Jiuge killed Xiao Yun, he looked at the two uninvited guests. He had spoken in an indifferent tone but was secretly on guard.

Fang Liang had put away the large blade he was flying on and arrived next to Xiao Yun’s body. Wang Rui also put away his flying sword and aggressively said, “Xiao Yun is a disciple of my Flowing Cloud Sect. Do you think we can’t interfere just because you say it has nothing to do with us?”

Xiao Yi had recovered a bit and forced himself to calm down. With the help of Xiao Yu, he arrived beside Xiao Yun’s body. Tears flowed down his sorrowful face.

When Fang Liang saw this, he could no longer endure the anger in his heart. His junior brother had been killed, and he could no longer endure it.

“I’m going to kill you!”

Fang Liang let out a roar and released his spirit force without hesitation. He didn’t care about the grudges between the Mo family and the Xiao family. He just wanted to kill Zhao Jiuge to get revenge for his junior brother.

When Wang Rui saw this, he could only release his own spirit force. Compared to the impulsive Fang Liang, the older Wang Rui wanted to ask about Zhao Jiuge’s origin.

Cyan and silver spirit light intertwined and lit up the area around them. Wang Rui had a long, silver sword, while Fang Liang had a large, cyan blade.

Zhao Jiuge’s expression sank. The worst situation had presented itself. He just wanted to resolve the situation with the Xiao family, and if the Flower Cloud Sect didn’t intervene, it would be for the best. However, even if they did get involved, Zhao Jiuge was not afraid either. Since these two had no intention to listen, Zhao Jiuge wasn’t going to waste his breath.

Seeing the scene that had just calmed down become lively again, Mo Longjie felt his hands become a little sweaty. What had happened today had completely subverted his way of thinking.

First, most of the Xiao family’s combat power had been destroyed by Zhao Jiuge, then Xiao Yun was killed. Now two elders from the Flowing Cloud Sect had appeared and were about to fight against Zhao Jiuge. The thing he was most worried about was the behemoth that was the Flowing Cloud Sect, and now they had indeed angered them. Mo Longjie had the urge to take everyone and escape.

Fortunately, although he felt fear toward the Flowing Cloud Sect, when he saw Zhao Jiuge being attacked by the two Flowering Cloud Sect elders, the first reaction he had was to help. Even though he was weaker than everyone else, he was still at the Spirit Core Realm, so he could help ease a bit of pressure from Zhao Jiuge. Zhao Jiuge had been battling Xiao Yun for a while and had expended a lot of spirit force.

“Don’t move, he can handle it.”

Just when Mo Longjie surged his spirit force, Su Su suddenly stopped him.

Mo Lingjie was startled and looked at Su Su with doubt in his eyes.

However, Su Su’s beautiful eyes only looked at Zhao Jiuge. She didn’t explain more.

The doubt in Mo Longjie became even stronger. He didn’t know why Su Su didn’t want him to intervene even when Zhao Jiuge was facing two enemies alone.

At the start, Mo Longjie thought Su Su was just an ordinary cultivator that was Zhao Jiuge’s female companion. However, during the two days of interaction, he found that the aura Su Su unwittingly released was even stronger than his. This made Mo Longjie realize that Su Su was no ordinary cultivator. Mo Longjie hesitated after hearing Su Su’s words but still decided to listen.

Xiao Yi laid over Xiao Yun’s dead body in grief. He didn’t care about what was happening around him.

Xiao Yu’s face was filled with fear. He was protecting his father while looking at the three people battling. He could only hope that the two elders of the Flowing Cloud Sect could deal with Zhao Jiuge and eliminate the Mo family. Otherwise, their Xiao family would no longer be able to gain a foothold in Dong Yang City. They had relied on the sect’s power to bully countless people. Now that they had lost the protection of the Flowing Cloud Sect and Xiao Yun, the Xiao family wasn’t worth a fart.

Seeing the two of them teaming up against him, Zhao Jiuge let out a mouthful of foul air. His experience from doing missions for the sect allowed him to calm down. He wouldn’t let his mental state be affected by external matters. He had even faced a Soul Formation Realm cultivator before, why would he fear two weak Spirit Core Realm cultivators?

Zhao Jiuge’s eyes shined. After his battle with Xiao Yun, he had lost 50% of his spirit force. He didn’t have much spirit force left, so he had to finish this battle quickly.

He had already used the four golden dragons, and it would take a day or two before he could use them again. Zhao Jiuge would have to go all-out against these two people whose cultivation was no weaker than his.

His Cold Underworld Sword swept across the sky and exuded a chilling light. The third layer of the Mysterious Heaven Sword Art, Star Moon, appeared.

The rays of silver sword energy shined brightly.

The sword intent was not gently erratic like the first layer, or elusive like the second layer. Instead, it was cool and covered the earth.

Although Fang Liang and Wang Rui lacked talent, they had at least cultivated for over 100 years. When they saw Zhao Jiuge’s mysterious sword art, their expressions changed. Wang Rui’s face was a bit stiff with worry and he felt a sense of danger. He regretted not asking Zhao Jiuge’s origin, but it was too late now. There was no turning back—they had to win quickly.

The silver sword in Wang Rui’s hand danced and a faint, golden light appeared. It was the Flowing Cloud Sect’s signature spell, Autumn Maple Whirling Air. Compared to Xiao Yun, Wang Rui’s attack was much more vicious and profound.

The large blade Fang Liang held gave off a violent aura, and blue spirit force gushed out from the blade. He was using the Flowing Cloud Sect’s Flowing Cloud Tactic.

Both of them went all out at the start. They weren’t probing at all and intended to take Zhao Jiuge’s life.

When Zhao Jiuge saw this, the killing intent in his eyes became even stronger. A gentle roar echoed in his body as his spirit force surged and the sword energy from the third layer became even brighter.

Zhao Jiuge decided to go all out. Although Fang Liang and Wang Rui’s spirit cores were not high-grade, they still had their cultivation. Zhao Jiuge was not in peak condition, and just one move had used 30% of his spirit force when he only had 50% left.

He was prepared to deal with the two of them in one move.