"Stop!"
Above the Fenhuo River, a loud shout suddenly rang out, filled with strong fluctuations of spiritual energy.
Everyone turned toward the source of the sound, only to see a flying boat that was ten meters long and three meters wide, its entirety shimmering with spiritual light, floating more than three meters above the surface of the water and speeding towards them.
Wherever it passed, even the river water surged into waves.
Standing at the prow were three young cultivators dressed in cloud-white long robes, two men and one woman. They made no attempt to conceal their robust auras.
Qi Refinement Ninth Level!
All of them were holding a lower-grade spirit sword in their hands, their eyes bright and their spines erect - they were unmistakably sect disciples.
"Xieguang Stronghold Leader, your stronghold has just been flattened by the three of us, brothers and sister. Surrender now!" shouted the youth in the lead, with his starry eyes and sword-like eyebrows.
