The gathering’s peaceful atmosphere was shattered as the middle-aged cultivator hurried in. Upon hearing that her daughter had been captured, the elegant woman’s composure vanished. Beside her, the middle-aged cultivator was filled with a mix of shock and rage; he stood up abruptly, a terrifying surge of spiritual power swirling around him.
Sharing in their fury were the likes of Longshe and others. The dozen or so Nascent Soul cultivators present all rose to their feet, their eyes gleaming with cold, sharp light.
"My Lady, leave this matter to us. We will handle it for you," Daoist Longshe said with a cold chuckle, immediately shouting at the middle-aged cultivator: "Where are they? Lead the way!"
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