"That place is inherently evil; it should have been destroyed long ago." Gu Qingheng dropped his previous carefree demeanor and reverted to his usual coldness. "You’ve already squandered so many days; it’s considered lenient."

"What about Cloud King and the others?" Song San asked.

"They’ve already gone out." Gu Qingheng smiled slightly.

"Go after them!" Song San glanced at Re Mei beside him.

Re Mei led his men to chase outside.

"Enough of this nonsense, surrender obediently." Flame snorted, then waved his hand.

Although Moxie was injured and Chi She was in the midst of refining Gu, Flame still had two great masters by his side—Centipede and Bai Shu. At the command, the two swiftly rushed forward.

Zhang Tiankuo hurriedly shielded Gu Qingheng behind him.

However, Ming Guang excitedly rushed forward; he didn’t enjoy fighting against Medicinal Soldiers, but he relished combat against humans.

Before long, Song San’s side, Re Bai and Re Xuan, also charged in.

Zhang Tiankuo promptly intercepted, but he could only block one.

Thus, Gu Qingheng faced off against Re Xuan.

Despite the exceptional martial skills from their side being more than adequate to handle the opponents, they were only three against a thousand men. The endless wave of attacks could easily exhaust them, so they couldn’t afford prolonged battle; they had to break through the encirclement.

Perhaps capturing a hostage could work.

As Gu Qingheng thought of this, he increased his force and quickened his pace.

Re Xuan was no match, and after fifty moves, he fell to the ground, spitting blood.

Gu Qingheng did not halt; instead, he surged toward Song San. Taking Song San hostage would be ideal, wasn’t he claiming to be the heir of King Kang? Capturing him would make Flame cautious.

However, many people kept rushing forward, but none were opponents.

Gu Qingheng showed no mercy, directly killing his opponents. At this moment, mercy could cost him his own life.

Song San watched the man approaching him, a bloodthirsty smile curled at the corners of his mouth. He slowly drew his treasure sword, leaping forward to stab at Gu Qingheng. He’d long wanted to test this man’s skills.

After sending a Flame Sect minor leader blocking his path to kingdom come, Gu Qingheng squared his Blood-drinking Sword and, rather than retreat, advanced to face Song San head-on.

Song San’s martial arts were formidable; if Gu Qingheng were without the Inner Strength obtained from Ming Guang, he might not be a match. But now, with an additional six decades of Inner Strength, the situation was different.

In this duel of experts, lightning and thunder seemed to crackle; their movements were so fast that ordinary sect members couldn’t see them.

After over a hundred moves, Song San suddenly fell from the air, landing heavily on the ground.

Gu Qingheng was already upon him.

Flame’s expression changed; he quickly leapt over, but the excited Ming Guang, having just dispatched two men, intercepted him.

Flame knew he was no match for Ming Guang and attempted to evade, but Ming Guang wouldn’t give him the chance, striking again to make him spit blood. However, Flame wore a mask, so even as he spat blood, it stayed beneath the mask, invisible to outsiders.

Seeing this, surrounding people surged forward, attempting to protect their two leaders.

"Stand back!" Gu Qingheng pressed the Blood-drinking Sword against Song San’s throat, shouting loudly.

All people instantly froze.