"Together, capture them first!"

Speaking, he circulated his True Qi to suppress the poison within his body, gathered strength, and lunged towards Cao Zhong.

The others followed suit, all taking action at once.

In an instant, various spells, Spiritual Light, and True Qi force attacked in unison, causing the people on the island to cry out in misery repeatedly.

Seeing this,

Leaping Stream Jiao Cao Zhong’s expression changed drastically.

Having been just a regular person before, though through chance he gained some power, he lacked an understanding of true experts.

He hadn’t anticipated his poison failing to incapacitate his opponents.

Even more surprising was that Yuan Zhongdao and a few others were still able to fight.

Facing their joint effort, his already lax Martial Arts made him increasingly difficult to resist, taking hits repeatedly.

Though his clothing provided astonishing defense, he couldn’t bear it, as blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

A disaster!

"Woo woo..."

At that moment, a wailing sound came from behind, becoming increasingly sharp as it neared.

Until,

like knives and axes slicing through the air.

"Watch out!"

Fang Heng turned back at the sound, his expression transforming, and desperately lunged at Cai Shu, pulling her aside to roll away.

Others were less fortunate.

The incoming sound wave transformed into countless sharp blades, sweeping through the scene, enveloping three people, causing their flesh to separate instantly.

"Crack crack..."

"Bang!"

As the sound wave passed, flesh burst open.

Two died on the spot, one was gravely injured on the verge of death, and Yuan Zhongdao was blown away a meter away by the wave.

"Fifth Brother!"

"Xiao Tao..."

Fang Heng shouted, struggling to rise, only to be hit by a terrifying force on his body, sending him flying backward, close to the ground.

"Bang!"

His body collided with and collapsed a wall, knocked over rocks, then spat out blood collapsing to the ground.

No flaws!

Not the kind of flaw-free like Cao Zhong, who merely possessed empty strength, but one who reached the pinnacle of Martial Artist in essence, qi, and spirit.

Even at his peak, Yuan Zhongdao couldn’t match this new opponent.

It’s over!

Fang Heng lifted his head, trembling, eyes full of despair.

"Tap... tap tap..."

Accompanied by clear footsteps, three men and two women walked slowly from afar, the lead holding a Copper Flute, the sound wave that whipped through, slaughtering several, came from this person’s hand. He bore a faint smile as he surveyed the scene, then clasped his hands toward Leaping Stream Jiao Cao Zhong:

"Brother Cao, much obliged."

"Don’t dare, don’t dare." Seeing them, Cao Zhong, who was relieved, waved his hands repeatedly, showing a flattering expression:

"Helping Young Master Zheng is the fortune of Cao."

Obviously.

His attack on Fang Heng and the others had been long planned.

"Brother Cao is too kind."

Young Master Zheng smiled indifferently, appearing accustomed to others’ compliments, then turned his gaze to Fang Heng:

"You’re the son of Fang Zheng from Gu’an County?"

"Exactly!"

Fang Heng glared angrily at him, eyes full of murderous intent:

"No matter who you are, one day, I’ll kill you!"

"Heh..." Young Master Zheng shook his head with a light laugh, then looked at Cai Shu, eyes sparkling as he clasped his hands and spoke:

"I didn’t expect to meet the little princess of the Exclusion Sect here. I, Zheng, salute."

"You recognize me?" Cai Shu’s beautiful eyes sparkled as she paused, forcing down the killing intent in her heart, speaking slowly:

"Will you let us go then? After returning, I’ll ensure my father thanks you heavily."

"I’m sorry!" Young Master Zheng waved the Copper Flute in his hand:

"Sending Miss Cai Shu back, I wouldn’t refuse, but the others..."

"No way!"

Pointing at Fang Heng,

"Especially him, he can’t be released."

"Hmph!" Cao Zhong walked over, wiping blood from the corner of his mouth, sneering:

"Boy, do you know who he is?"

"He is True Master Iron Flute Immortal’s beloved disciple, Young Master Zheng. For Young Master Zheng to personally act, you’re lucky even in death."

"True Master’s disciple?" Fang Heng squinted:

"Unexpectedly, Fang has such honor."

"You don’t count." Young Master Zheng shook his head:

"But your father does have some skills; unfortunately, he offended the Song Family, leading to certain doom."

"We’ll capture you first, using you as bait to lure Fang Zheng out!"

"Why trouble yourselves?" Suddenly, a cold voice sounded:

"Fang himself is right here; I’m afraid you juniors wanting to act as fishermen don’t quite have the skill."