Elder Tan was injured by Huang Long’s punch, Wan Kuang’s anger grew even stronger, murderous intent evident. He looked at Huang Long and the others with increasingly frosty eyes. Elder Tan wasn’t a member of the Wan Family. To put it bluntly, he was merely hired, primarily responsible for Wan Kuang’s safety. However, having spent years together, Wan Kuang held considerable respect for Elder Tan. He was also considered a part of the Wan Family. Now, being injured, it’s not just about defending his own, but also because harming Elder Tan is akin to striking the face of the Wan Family. His words barely fell when Tuoba Yun invited Wang Gu and Ling Feihong to make a move. "Fight until submission?" Wang Gu was slightly taken aback, then nodded, saying, "Since Young Master Tuoba said so, let’s fight until submission! At least, there won’t be deaths today!" "No deaths, that’s fine. Please, seniors, help out!" Wan Kuang coldly spoke once more, looking frostily yet politely at Wang Gu and the others: "Besides, killing them would be a cheap end for them! After crippling them, I’ll have a good talk with them!" "Hehe, wait for it, take them down immediately! And we can enjoy the treasures of that ancient land all to ourselves!" Wang Gu nodded to Wan Kuang, smirking sinisterly. "Master Wang, how can we enjoy it alone!" This time Tuoba Yun shook his head, saying: "After capturing them, at least reward them with a few pieces of the stones inside, at least those ancient relics count as treasures!" "Hahaha...indeed, indeed! Reward them a few stones...but before that, the two of us will first make them submit obediently..." Wang Gu laughed heartily and, together with Ling Feihong, rushed directly towards Huang Long, Ye Shenhao, and Zhang Zhenbin. Instantly, turbulent and violent True Qi turned into rollicking giant waves, sweeping through the box. Many present couldn’t help but retreat a distance. The box was large enough for a few people to display their skills. Ye Shenhao and Zhang Zhenbin snorted coldly, simultaneously confronting Wang Gu and Ling Feihong. The terrifying True Qi collided instantly, stirring up a wild gust. Huang Long, however, didn’t make a move. He stood coldly watching. At the tea table in the box, An Jingxuan and Mo Zishui had already retreated to a corner. And Lin Tian sat back on the sofa, leisurely sipping tea, watching calmly. The four trembled for less than half a minute before Lin Tian shook his head. Wang Gu and Ling Feihong seemed to have practiced the Combined Attack Technique, quickly suppressing Ye Shenhao and Zhang Zhenbin, putting the latter two at a disadvantage. "Haha...is that all you’re capable of!" Wang Gu laughed again, true Qi radiating with each sweeping attack. Yet he coordinated extremely well with Ling Feihong. Ling Feihong shouted as Ye Shenhao and Zhang Zhenbin could barely catch their breath and sent them flying with a palm. "Truly deserving of the fame they’ve had for years in the Yanjing Territory, the Tianya Two Elders!" This time, Huang Long finally moved. He stepped forward, pulling back Ye Shenhao and Zhang Zhenbin, while striking a palm through the air at Wang Gu and Ling Feihong. The palm, swirling with True Qi from mid-air, forced the two back continuously. "Mid-stage Foundation Establishment! Huang Long, you’ve broken through!" Wang Gu and Ling Feihong retreated, then steadied themselves, looking up in horror at Huang Long, exclaiming in unison. The Tianya Two Elders had previously visited the East Continent many times. They also had many friends in the Loose Cultivation World of East Continent. They had dealt with Huang Long and the other three loose cultivators numerous times. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novel·fire.net They were fairly familiar with each other. Huang Long’s cultivation and strength were about equal to theirs, even slightly inferior. He surpassed them, stepping into mid-stage Foundation Establishment, and his strength soared. This caused them some shock. "Humph, I break into mid-stage, and still need to inform you?" Huang Long sneered, saying, "Aren’t you fighting until submission? Then I’ll have a fierce battle with you!" After speaking, Huang Long stepped forward again, a large palm wrapped in True Qi, moving horizontally towards Wang Gu and Ling Feihong. Huang Long’s palm seemed slow, yet quickly reached Wang Gu and Ling Feihong. Both were terrified, quickly flying back. At this moment, the gap between them and Huang Long was evident. They weren’t cultivation geniuses, unable to fight across realms. The difference between early-stage and mid-stage Foundation Establishment was significant. Even if they joined forces, they couldn’t compete with Huang Long! However, their retreat seemed to deflate them, allowing Huang Long’s momentum to rise further. As a result, both Wang Gu and Ling Feihong solidly received a palm from Huang Long. "Hehe, since you like to fight until submission, I’ll make you submit first!" Huang Long, seeing the two beaten back by him in an instant, felt assured of victory, coldly saying: "And you like the ninety-one split so much, let it be! The Zhong Family takes nine, you take one! If dissatisfied, fight until submission!" This time, Huang Long returned the words completely. Meanwhile, he continued to press towards Wang Gu and Ling Feihong. Just as he moved again, the sound of something breaking through the air suddenly echoed; a True Qi Radiance struck like lightning at Huang Long. Huang Long sensed a strong sense of danger from that radiance. His face went pale, trying to retreat and dodge. But with a muffled thud, he was instantly knocked flying, a bloody gash appearing on his chest. Though not fatal, he was heavily injured and couldn’t get up. Huang Long clutched his chest, looking up in shock, finally focusing on the person in the black cloak with Tuoba Yun and others. A raspy voice came from under the cloak, as the person slowly stood, glancing at Wang Gu and Ling Feihong: "Fighting until submission depends on the occasion! We don’t have much time now. If that ancient land is snatched by others, it’s a futile effort! Moreover, what’s the point of making them submit or not? To me, only the dead have the right not to submit!" After finishing, the black-cloaked person emitted a rolling aura. A wave of suppression nearly forced Tuoba Yun and Wan Kuang to kneel. The black-cloaked person clearly didn’t target them, but Mo Zishui and An Jingxuan, who were frightened white-faced. This person’s aura was even more terrifying than that of their sect master’s. Zhong Xinci and others’ faces changed entirely. "Fake Core Realm cultivator!" Several secretly exclaimed. "Lucky you came along, Senior Guo, otherwise things would’ve gone awry!" Tuoba Yun looked delighted, promptly showing respect to the black-cloaked person. Wang Gu and Ling Feihong also bowed, expressing repeated thanks, for Huang Long’s attack earlier was enough to choke them!